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The Collected Works of William Morris

With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris

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Ere Thorgerd answered, Kiartan cried, and said:
“Come swift to saddle! Cousin, ride with me,
Until we turn the hill anigh the sea;
I fain would speak with thee a word or twain
That I have striven to think about in vain
These last days that we met.”
Bodli flushed red
And looked adown: “So be it then,” he said.
Then stammered and turned pale, and said: “Enow
Shall one sword be to-day betwixt us two;
Take thou the rover's weapon, O fair wife.”