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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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He said nought, but drew her to him, and wonder so moved him, that he
looked long and closely at her face before he kissed her; and
forsooth he could find no blemish in it: it was as if it were but
new come from the smithy of the Gods, and exceeding longing took hold
of him. But even as their lips met, from the head of the Vale came
the voice of the great horn; and it was answered straightway by the
watchers all down the tents; and presently arose the shouts of men
and the clash of weapons as folk armed themselves, and laughter
therewith, for most men were battle-merry, and the cries of women
shrilly-clear as they hastened about, busy over the morning meal
before the departure of the Host. But Face-of-god said softly, still
caressing the Sun-beam, and she him:
'Thus then we depart from this Valley of the Shadows, but as thou
saidst when first we met therein, there shall be no sundering of thee
and me, but thou shalt go down with me to the battle.'
And he led her by the hand into the Hall of the Wolf, and there they
ate a morsel, and thereafter Face-of-god tarried not, but busied
himself along with Folk-might and the other chieftains in arraying
the Host for departure.


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