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The Collected Works of William Morris

With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris

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So passed the high-tide forth unto its end,
But when at last folk from the place would wend,

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And Refna fain would have the coif of her
Whose office was to tend the women's gear—
—Lo, it was gone—then Refna trembled sore,
And passing through the crowd about the door
Whispered to Kiartan, Ospak stood anigh
And bit his lips, and watched her eagerly,
And Kiartan with a sidelong glance could see
His colour come and go, and cried:
“Let be,
Light won, light gone! if still it is 'bove ground,
Doubt thou not, Refna, it shall yet be found.”