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Morris, William, 1834-1896

"The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale"

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Said Gold-mane: 'I worship nought save the Gods and the Fathers.
Nor saw I in the wood any such as thou sayest.'
Therewith Stone-face shook his head; but after a while he said:
'Art thou for the wood to-morrow?'
'Nay,' said Gold-mane angrily, knitting his brows.
'The morrow of to-morrow,' said Stone-face, 'is the day when we look
to see the Westland merchants: after all, wilt thou not go hence
with them when they wend their ways back before the first snows
fall?'
'Nay,' said he, 'I have no mind to it, fosterer; cease egging me on
hereto.'
Then Stone-face shook his head again, and looked on him long, and
muttered: 'To the wood wilt thou go to-morrow or next day; or some
day when doomed is thine undoing.'
Therewith entered the service and torches, and presently after came
the Alderman with Hall-face; and Iron-face greeted his son and said
to him: 'Thou hast not hit the time to do on thy gay raiment, for
the Bride will not be here to-night; she bideth still at the Feast at
the Apple-tree House: or wilt thou be there, son?'
'Nay,' said Face-of-god, 'I am over-weary. And as for my raiment, it
is well; it is for thine honour and the honour of the name.


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