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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"


'Glad indeed was I to behold him; and for him when he had taken me in
his arms and looked up and down the Dale, he cried out: 'In many
fair places and many rich dwellings have I been; but this is the hour
that I have looked for.'
'Now when we asked him concerning Stone-wolf and the others who were
missing (for ten tens of stalwarth men had fared to the Westland), he
swept out his hand toward the west and said with a solemn face:
"There they lie, and grass groweth over their bones, and we who have
come aback, and ye who have abided, these are now the children of the
Wolf: there are no more now on the earth."
'Let be! It was a fair even and high was the feast in the Hall that
night, and sweet was the converse with our folk come back. A glad
man was my brother Folk-might when he heard that for years past we
had been lifting the gear of men, and chiefly of the Aliens in
Silver-dale: and he himself was become learned in war and a deft
leader of men.
'So the days passed and the seasons, and we lived on as we might; but
with Folk-might's return there began to grow up in all our hearts
what had long been flourishing in mine, and that was the hope of one
day winning back our own again, and dying amidst the dear groves of
Silver-dale.


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