The Collected Works of William Morris With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris |
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“Go forth and speak—we twain are not yet dead.
I think we shall not die at all, dear heart;
Farewell!”
I think we shall not die at all, dear heart;
Farewell!”
His soul and body seemed to part,
As swiftly, shadow-like, she passed him by,
And toward her chamber went: unwittingly
He gained the great door's platform, and looked down
Upon the tumult of the gathering town,
While at the back a dark mass clustered now,
With helmet on his head, and spear and bow;
So, gathering earthly thoughts, he stood and cried:
As swiftly, shadow-like, she passed him by,
And toward her chamber went: unwittingly
He gained the great door's platform, and looked down
Upon the tumult of the gathering town,
While at the back a dark mass clustered now,
With helmet on his head, and spear and bow;
So, gathering earthly thoughts, he stood and cried:
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