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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"


But now those two went with Face-of-god down a path in the side of
the cliff whereby him-seemed he had gone before; and they came down
into the ghyll and sat down together on a stone by the water-side,
and Face-of-god spake to them kindly, for he deemed them good and
trusty faring-fellows.
'Bow-may,' said he, 'thou saidst a while ago that thou wouldst be
fain to look on Burgdale; and indeed it is fair and lovely, and ye
may soon be in it if ye will. Ye shall both be more than welcome to
the house of my father, and heartily I bid you thither. For night is
on us, and the way back is long and toilsome and beset with peril.
Sister Bow-may, thou wottest that it would be a sore grief to me if
thou camest to any harm, and thou also, fellow Wood-wise. Daylight
is a good faring-fellow over the waste.'
Said Bow-may: 'Thou art kind, Gold-mane, and that is thy wont, I
know; and fain were I to-night of the candles in thine hall. But we
may not tarry; for thou wottest how busy we be at home; and Sun-beam
needeth me, if it were only to make her sure that no Dusky Man is
bearing off thine head by its lovely locks.


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