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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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'Well,' she said, 'but wish them luck, and give me thine hand upon
it.'
He took her hand, and fondled it, and said: 'By this hand of my
speech-friend, I wish these twain all luck, in love and in leisure,
in faring and fighting, in sowing and samming, in getting and giving.
Is it well enough wished? If so it be, then come thy ways, dear
friend; for the day's work is at hand.'
'It is well wished,' she said. 'Now hearken: by the valiant hand of
the War-leader, by the hand that shall unloose my girdle, I wish
these twain to be as happy as we be.'
He made as if to draw her away, but she hung aback to set the print
of her foot beside the woman's foot, and then they went on together,
and soon crossed the Bridge, and came home to the House of the Face.
When they had broken their fast, Face-of-god would straight get to
his business of ordering matters for the warfare, and was wishful to
speak with Folk-might; but found him not, either in the House or the
street. But a man said:
'I saw the tall Guest come abroad from the House and go toward the
Bridge very early in the morning.'
The Sun-beam, who was anigh when that was spoken, heard it and
smiled, and said: 'Gold-mane, deemest thou that it was my brother
whom we blessed?'
'I wot not,' he said; 'but I would he were here, for this gear must
speedily be looked to.


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