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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"

Yea, I tell thee, O
friend, that in that fellowship shalt thou find both the seed of
hope, and the sun of desire that shall quicken it.'
Therewith he arose and stood before her, and held out to her his hand
all hardened with the sword-hilt, and she took it, and stood up
facing him, and said:
'This much will I tell thee, O friend; that what I have said to thee
this hour, I thought not to have said to any man; or to talk with a
man of the grief that weareth me, or to suffer him to see my tears;
and marvellous I deem it of thee, for all thy might, that thou hast
drawn this speech from out of me, and left me neither angry nor
ashamed, in spite of these tears; and thou whom I have known not,
though thou knewest me!
'But now it were best that thou depart, and get thee home to the
House of the Face, where I was once so frequent; for I wot that thou
hast much to do; and as thou sayest, it will be in warfare that I
shall see thee. Now I thank thee for thy words and the thought thou
hast had of me, and the pain which thou hast taken to heal my hurt:
I thank thee, I thank thee, for as grievous as it is to show one's
hurts even to a friend.


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