With the wind
A knight was roaming around in a barren land when he met a mysterious woman with wild eyes. He set her on his horse and she took him to her elfin grot, where she wept and sighed full sore. Falling asleep, the knight had a vision of pale kings and princes who cried, “La Belle Dame sans Merci hath thee in thrall !” He awoke to find himself on the same cold hill’s side after which he continues to wait and all he can do is cry !!