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The Collected Works of William Morris

With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris

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Out-brake the child of the Niblungs: “A witless lie is this;
But thou sickenest sore for Sigurd, and the giver of all bliss;
A ruthless liar thou art: thou wouldst cut off my glory and gain,
Though it further thine own hope nothing, and thy longing be empty and vain.
Ah, thou hungerest after mine husband!—yet greatly art thou wed,
And high o'er the kings of the Goth-folk doth Gunnar rear the head.”