The Collected Works of William Morris With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris |
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On a morn to the son of King Siggeir Sigmund the Volsung said:
“I go to the hunting of deer, bide thou and bake our bread
Against I bring the venison.”
“I go to the hunting of deer, bide thou and bake our bread
Against I bring the venison.”
So forth he fared on his way,
And came again with the quarry about the noon of day;
Quoth he: “Is the morn's work done?” But the boy said nought for a space,
And all white he was and quaking as he looked on Sigmund's face.
And came again with the quarry about the noon of day;
Quoth he: “Is the morn's work done?” But the boy said nought for a space,
And all white he was and quaking as he looked on Sigmund's face.
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