The Collected Works of William Morris With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris |
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Into the twinkling crafty eyes of him
The King looked long, until his own waxed dim
For thinking, and unto himself he said:
“To such as fear is trouble ever dead,
How oft soe'er the troublous man we slay?”
The King looked long, until his own waxed dim
For thinking, and unto himself he said:
“To such as fear is trouble ever dead,
How oft soe'er the troublous man we slay?”
| The Collected Works of William Morris | |