“X.I saw pale kings and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!” XI.I saw their starved lips in the gloam, With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill’s side. XII.And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither’d from the lake, And no birds sing.”
“Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,Alone and palely loitering?”
“[From Pale Horse, Pale Rider]The road to death is a long march beset with all evils. . .”
“I saw in a blue haze all the world poured flat and pale between the mountains”
“A pale reflection of myself wavers in my consciousness...and suddenly the “I” pales, pales, and fades out.”
“And going into the showers I saw a suntanned young lad in pale blue trunks that I rather liked the look of.”