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The Collected Works of William Morris

With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris

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She gazed at him, and knew not why her heart
Scarce in that joyous scene might play its part—
Why it was not enough—these words of love,
His bright fair face her longing eyes above?

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Yet with a loving cry she hid her face
Upon his breast.
Thereat did Olaf gaze
And muttered low: “A goodly price in sooth
For a girl's coif! but yet, for Kiartan's youth,
For his fair hope and glory, and increase
Of good deeds, and mine old age of peace,
Not too much, not too much! Ah, woe is me
That I should live these latter days to see!”