Morgan Le Fay ~ Spring/Summer 11

Morgan Le Fay's Spring/Summer 11 collection is my complete ideal for a summer wardrobe.

There is nothing I love more than an outfit with movement. And just like last years collection it's the movement that's really captured my attention....

 In dim samite was she bedight,

And on her hair a hoop of gold, 

Like foxfire, in the tawn moonlight, 

Was glimmering cold.

 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.

 Eftsoons his soul had waxed amort 

To wold and weald, to slade and stream; 

And all he heard was her soft word 

As one adream.

 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.

 Until at last a castle lay 

Beneath the moon, among the trees: 

Its gothic towers old and gray 

With mysteries...

...But when Morgan with lifted hand
Moved down the hall, they louted low:
For she was Queen of Shadowland,
That woman of snow.

~Sarah

Poem excerpt: Morgan Le Fay by Madison Cawein