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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"

Rather they move like to the
stares in autumn, or the winter wild-geese, and will all be thrust
forward by some sting that entereth into their imaginations.
Therefore, if they have appointed one moon to wear before they fall
upon us, they will not stir till then, and we have time enough to do
what must be done. Wherefore am I now of one mind with the rest of
you. Now meseemeth it were well that these things which we have
spoken here, and shall speak, should not be noised abroad openly;
nay, at the Folk-mote it would be well that nought be said about the
day or the way of our onslaught on Silver-dale, lest the foe take
warning and be on their guard. Though, sooth to say, did I deem that
if they had word of our intent they of Rose-dale would join
themselves to them of Silver-dale, and that we should thus have all
our foes in one net, then were I fain if the word would reach them.
For my soul loathes the hunting that shall befall up and down the
wood for the slaying of a man here, and two or three there, and the
wearing of the days in wandering up and down with weapons in the
hand, and the spinning out of hatred and delaying of peace.


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