| The Collected Works of William Morris With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris | 
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|  | The Collected Works of William Morris |  | 
Then Sigurd looked on the slayer, and never a word would speak:
Gemmed were the hilts and golden, and the blade was blue and bleak,
And runes of the Dwarf-kind's cunning each side the trench were scored:
But soft and sweet spake Regin: “How likest thou the sword?”
Gemmed were the hilts and golden, and the blade was blue and bleak,
And runes of the Dwarf-kind's cunning each side the trench were scored:
But soft and sweet spake Regin: “How likest thou the sword?”
|  | The Collected Works of William Morris |  |