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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"

It is nought unwonted, that we do, even though we forget the
trouble of the people to think of our own joy for a while.'
The smile died out of her face as she spoke, and she said:
'O friend, this much may I say for myself in all sooth, that indeed I
would die for the kindred and its good days, nor falter therein; but
if I am to die, might I but die in thine arms!'
He looked very lovingly on her, and put his arm about her and kissed
her and said: 'What ails us to stand in the doom-ring and bear
witness against ourselves before the kindred? Now I will say, that
whatsoever the kindred may or can call upon me to do, that will I do,
nor grudge the deed: I am sackless before them. But that is true
which I spake to thee when we came together up out of Shadowy Vale,
to wit, that I am no strifeful man, but a peaceful; and I look to it
to win through this war, and find on the other side either death, or
life amongst a happy folk; and I deem that this is mostly the mind of
our people.'
She said: 'Thou shalt not die, thou shalt not die!'
'Mayhappen not,' he said; 'yet yesterday I could not but look into
the slaughter to come, and it seemed to me a grim thing, and darkened
the day for me; and I grew acold as a man walking with the dead.


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