The Well at the World's End: A TaleMorris, William
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The Well at the World's End: A Tale
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction; Quests (Expeditions) -- Fiction
Haste! mount and haste
Ere the short night waste,
For night and day,
Late turned away,
Draw nigh again
All kissing-fain;
And the morn and the moon
Shall be married full soon.
So ride we together with wealth-winning wand,
The steel o'er the leather, the ash in the hand.
Lo! white walls before us, and high are they built;
But the luck that outwore us now lies on their guilt;
Lo! the open gate biding the first of the sun,
And to peace are we riding when slaughter is done.
When Ralph had done singing, all folk fell to praising his song,
whereas the Lord had praised the other one; but the Lord said, looking
at Ralph askance meanwhile: "Yea, if that pleaseth me not, and I take
but little keep of it, it shall please my wife to her heart's root; and
that is the first thing. Hast thou others good store, new-comer?"
"Yea, lord," said Ralph. "And canst thou tell tales of yore agone, and
of the fays and such-like? All that she must have." "Some deal I can of
that lore," said Ralph.
Then the Lord sat silent, and seemed to be pondering: at last he said,
as if to himself: "Yet there is one thing: many a blencher can sing of
battle; and it hath been seen, that a fair body of a man is whiles soft
amidst the hard hand-play. Thou! Morfinn's luck! art thou of any use
in the tilt-yard?" "Wilt thou try me, lord?" said Ralph, looking
somewhat brisker. Said the Lord: "I deem that I may find a man or two
for thee, though it is not much our manner here; but now go thou!
David, take the lad away to his tent, and get him a flask of wine of
the best to help out thy maundering with him."
Therewith they left the tent, and Ralph walked by David sadly and with
hanging head at first; but in a while he called to mind that, whatever
betid, his life was safe as yet; that every day he was drawing nigher
to the Well at the World's End; and that it was most like that he shall
fall in with that Dorothea of his dream somewhere on the way thereto.
So he lifted up his head again, and was singing to himself as he
stooped down to enter into his tent.
Next day naught happed to tell of save that they journeyed on; the day
was cloudy, so that Ralph saw no sign of the distant mountains; ever
the land was the same, but belike somewhat more beset with pinewoods;
they saw no folk at all on the road. So at even Ralph slept in his
tent, and none meddled with him, save that David came to talk with him
or he slept, and was merry and blithe with him, and he brought with him
Otter, the captain of the guard, who was good company.
Thus wore three days that were hazy and cloudy, and the Lord sent no
more for Ralph, who on the road spake for the more part with Otter, and
liked him not ill; howbeit it seemed of him that he would make no more
of a man's life than of a rabbit's according as his lord might bid slay
or let live.
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