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The Collected Works of William Morris

With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris

Morris, William (1834-1896)

I.

VOLUME I THE DEFENCE OF GUENEVERE AND OTHER POEMS

II.

VOLUME II THE LIFE AND DEATH OF JASON

III, IV, V, VI.

VOLUME III, IV, V, VI THE EARTHLY PARADISE

VII.

VOLUME VII THE STORY OF GRETTIR THE STRONG. THE STORY OF THE VOLSUNGS AND NIBLUNGS

IX.

VOLUME IX LOVE IS ENOUGH. POEMS BY THE WAY

X.

VOLUME X THREE NORTHERN LOVE STORIES. THE TALE OF BEOWULF

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XII.

VOLUME XII THE STORY OF SIGURD THE VOLSUNG AND THE FALL OF THE NIBLUNGS

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THE STORY OF SIGURD THE VOLSUNG AND THE FALL OF THE NIBLUNGS

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I.

BOOK I. SIGMUND

OF THE DWELLING OF KING VOLSUNG, AND THE WEDDING OF SIGNY HIS DAUGHTER.

HOW THE VOLSUNGS FARED TO THE LAND OF THE GOTHS, AND OF THE FALL OF KING VOLSUNG.

OF THE ENDING OF ALL VOLSUNG'S SONS SAVE SIGMUND ONLY, AND OF HOW HE ABIDETH IN THE WILD WOOD.

OF THE BIRTH AND FOSTERING OF SINFIOTLI, SIGNY'S SON.

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OF THE SLAYING OF SIGGEIR THE GOTH-KING.

HOW SIGMUND COMETH TO THE LAND OF THE VOLSUNGS AGAIN, AND OF THE DEATH OF SINFIOTLI HIS SON.

OF THE LAST BATTLE OF KING SIGMUND, AND THE DEATH OF HIM.

HOW KING SIGMUND THE VOLSUNG WAS LAID IN MOUND ON THE SEA-SIDE OF THE ISLE-REALM.

HOW QUEEN HIORDIS IS KNOWN; AND HOW SHE ABIDETH IN THE HOUSE OF ELF THE SON OF THE HELPER.

II.

III.

BOOK III. BRYNHILD

IV.

BOOK IV. GUDRUN

XIV.

VOLUME XIV THE HOUSE OF THE WOLFINGS. THE STORY OF THE GLITTERING PLAIN

XV.

VOLUME XV THE ROOTS OF THE MOUNTAINS

XVI.

VOLUME XVI NEWS FROM NOWHERE. A DREAM OF JOHN BALL. A KING'S LESSON

XVII.

VOLUME XVII THE WOOD BEYOND THE WORLD. CHILD CHRISTOPHER. OLD FRENCH ROMANCES

XXI.

VOLUME XXI THE SUNDERING FLOOD. UNFINISHED ROMANCES

XXIV.

VOLUME XXIV SCENES FROM THE FALL OF TROY AND OTHER POEMS AND FRAGMENTS

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Then the men of war surged outward to the twofold doors of bane,
But there played the sword of Sigmund amidst the fiery lane
Before the gable door-way, and by the woman's door
Sinfiotli sang to the sword-edge amid the bale-fire's roar,
And back again to the burning the earls of the Goth-folk shrank:
And the light low licked the tables, and the wine of Siggeir drank.