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We hope you can find everything you need. We have discounted the majority of our stock for a limited time only to bring discounts to our loyal customers! We are always adding new items so please keep checking back for specials and new items.
With a variety of offerings to choose from, we're sure you'll be happy with your treasures. Please take a moment to explore our website - please feel free to contact us.
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~The Last Enchantment ~
is focused on providing high-quality service and customer satisfaction - we will do everything we can to meet your expectations.
If you can't find it, email us and we will try to find it for you.
We will do our best to meet or beat any retail price!*
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Thank you so very much for visiting
Shipping Information:
We combine shipping on multiple orders, Request an invoice before payment. Thank you.
Some large items may say "may require additional frieght" please request invoice prior to payment. Thank you.
*NOTE: Shipping and Handling has gone up significantly however shipping calculators are automated so if you have a question we will be more than happy to look into this for you.
International Customers: Please contact us for an invoice before payment as shipping must be calculated separately.Thanks
Clients internationaux : Veuillez nous contacter pour une facture avant que paiement comme l'expédition doit être calculée séparément. Merci
Clienti internazionali: Seli metta in contatto con prego per una fattura prima che pagamento come il trasporto deve essere calcolato esclusivamente. Grazie
Clientes internacionales: Éntrenos en contacto con por favor para una factura antes de que pago como el envío se debe calcular por separado. Gracias
La Belle Dame Sans Merci (excerpt)John Keats (1795–1821).
O WHAT can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has wither’d from the lake,
And no birds sing.
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms!
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel’s granary is full, And the harvest’s done.
I see a lily on thy brow
With anguish moist and fever dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful—a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, Her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She look’d at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery’s song.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew,
And sure in language strange she said—
“I love thee true.”
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