The Collected Works of William Morris With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris  | 
| I. | 
| II. | 
| III, IV, V, VI. | 
| VII. | 
| IX. | 
| X. | 
| XII. | 
| XIV. | 
| II. | 
| III. | 
| IV. | 
| V. | 
| VI. | 
| VIII. | 
| IX. | 
| XI. | 
| XIII. | 
| XV. | 
| XVI. | 
| XVII. | 
| XIX. | 
| XX. | 
| XXII. | 
| XXVI. | 
| XXVII. | 
| XXVIII. | 
| XXIX. | 
| XXX. | 
| XXXI. | 
| XV. | 
| XVI. | 
| XVII. | 
| XXI. | 
| XXIV. | 
|  The Collected Works of William Morris | ||
Now Kiartan seemed to wake as from a dream,
When in the torches' flare that gold did gleam,
And went across to Refna's side, and said,
Smiling and whispering: “More I love thy head
Uncovered, O my love; yea, and withal,
Sharp swords thy helm from out their sheaths may call.
Look down there, how the sons of Oswif scowl
Around poor Bodli's face; the storm doth growl
Afar already—nay, nay, fear thee nought!—
But good I deemed it thou shouldst know my thought.”
When in the torches' flare that gold did gleam,
And went across to Refna's side, and said,
Smiling and whispering: “More I love thy head
Uncovered, O my love; yea, and withal,
Sharp swords thy helm from out their sheaths may call.
Look down there, how the sons of Oswif scowl
Around poor Bodli's face; the storm doth growl
Afar already—nay, nay, fear thee nought!—
But good I deemed it thou shouldst know my thought.”
|  The Collected Works of William Morris | ||