Margaret LeFay

Independent & Selective Margaret LeFay from The Dresden Files With soft gray eyes she gloomed and glowered; With soft red lips she sang a song: What knight might gaze upon her face, Nor fare along? For all her looks were full of spells, And all her words, of sorcery; And in some way they seemed to say, "Oh come with me!" Oh, come with me! oh, come with me! Oh, come with me, my love, Sir Kay!"-- How should he know the witch, I trow, Morgan le Fay? How should he know the wily witch, With sweet white face and raven hair? Who, through her art, bewitched his heart And held him there. And all he saw was her bright eyes, And her fair face that held him still: And wild and wan she led him on O'er vale and hill. But when Morgan with lifted hand Moved down the hall, they louted low: For she was Queen of Shadowland, That woman of snow.