The Collected Works of William Morris With Introductions by his Daughter May Morris |
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| Frank's Sealed Letter.
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Frank's Sealed Letter.
[Verse extracted from the prose narrative.]
[“‘White honour shall be like a plaything to him]
“‘White honour shall be like a plaything to him,Borne lightly, a pet falcon on his wrist;
One who can feel the very pulse o' the time,
Instant to act, to plunge into the strife,
And with a strong arm hold the rearing world.’”
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[“Wearily, drearily]
“Wearily, drearily,
Half the day long,
Flap the great banners
High over the stone;
Strangely and eerily
Sounds the wind's song
Bending the banner-poles.
Half the day long,
Flap the great banners
High over the stone;
Strangely and eerily
Sounds the wind's song
Bending the banner-poles.
“While all alone,
Watching the loophole's spark,
Lie I with life all dark,
Feet tethered, hands fettered
Fast to the stone,
The grim walls, square lettered
With prisoned men's groan.
Watching the loophole's spark,
Lie I with life all dark,
Feet tethered, hands fettered
Fast to the stone,
The grim walls, square lettered
With prisoned men's groan.
“Still strain the banner-poles
Through the wind's song,
Westward the banner rolls
Over my wrong.”
Through the wind's song,
Westward the banner rolls
Over my wrong.”
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