The Roots of the Mountains: Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale, Their Friends, Their Neighbours, Their Foemen, and Their Fellows in ArmsMorris, William
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The Roots of the Mountains: Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale, Their Friends, Their Neighbours, Their Foemen, and Their Fellows in Arms
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction
So now the men of the Middle and Lower Dale made for their houses by the
road and the lanes and the meadows, and the men of the Upper Dale and
Burgstead went their ways along the Portway toward their halls, with the
throng of women and children that had come out to meet them. And now men
came home when it was yet early, and the long day lay before them; and it
was, as it were, made giddy and cumbered with the exceeding joy of
return, and the thought of the day when the fear of death and sundering
had been ever in their hearts. For these new hours were full of the
kissing and embracing of lovers, and the sweetness of renewed delight in
beholding the fair bodies so sorely desired, and hearkening the soft
wheedling of longed-for voices. There were the cups of friends beneath
the chestnut trees, and the talk of the deeds of the fighting-men, and of
the heavy days of the home-abiders; many a tale told oft and o’er again.
There was the singing of old songs and of new, and the beholding the
well-loved nook of the pleasant places, which death might well have made
nought for them; and they were sweet with the fear of that which was
past, and in their pleasantness was fresh promise for the days to come.
So amid their joyance came evening and nightfall; and though folk were
weary with the fulness of delight, yet now for many their weariness led
them to the chamber of love before the rest of deep night came to them to
make them strong for the happy life to be begun again on the morrow.
House by house they feasted, and few were the lovers that sat not
together that even. But Face-of-god and the Sun-beam parted at the door
of the House of the Face; for needs must she go with her new folk to the
House of the Steer, and needs must Face-of-god be amongst his own folk in
that hour of high-tide, and sit beside his father beneath the image of
the God with the ray-begirt head.
CHAPTER LVIII. HOW THE MAIDEN WARD WAS HELD IN BURGDALE.
NOW May was well worn when the Host came home to Burgdale; and on the
very morrow of men’s home-coming they began to talk eagerly of the
Midsummer Weddings, and how the Maiden Ward would be the greatest and
fairest of all yet seen, whereas battle and the deliverance from battle
stir up the longing and love both of men and maidens; much also men spake
of the wedding of Face-of-god and the Sun-beam; and needs must their
wedding abide to the time of the Maiden Ward at Midsummer, and needs also
must the Sun-beam go on the Ward with the other Brides of the Folk. So
then must Face-of-god keep his soul in patience till those few days were
over, doing what work came to hand; and he held his head high among the
people, and was well looked to of every man.
In all matters the Sun-beam helped him, both in doing and in forbearing;
and now so wonderful and rare was her beauty, that folk looked on her
with somewhat of fear, as though she came from the very folk of the Gods.
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