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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"


For there we turned and sundered; unto the North we went
And up along the waters, and the clattering stony bent;
And unto the South and the Sheepcotes down went our sister's sons;
And O for the years passed over since we saw those valiant ones!'

He ceased, and laid his right hand on the banner-staff a little below
the left hand of Red-wolf; and men were so keen to hear each word
that he spake, that there was no cry nor sound of voices when he had
done, only the sound of the rippling banner of the Wolf over the
heads of those twain. The Sun-beam bowed her head now, and wept
silently. But the Bride, she had drawn her sword, and held it
upright in her hand before her, and the sun smote fire from out of
it.
Then it was but a little while before Red-wolf lifted up his voice,
and sang:

'Hearken a wonder, O Folk of the Field,
How they that did sunder stand shield beside shield!
Lo! the old wont and manner by fearless folk made,
On the Bole of the Banner the brothers' hands laid.
Lo! here the token of what hath betid!
Grown whole is the broken, found that which was hid.
Now one way we follow whate'er shall befall;
As seeketh the swallow his yesteryear's hall.


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