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Portrait of William Morris William Morris The Sundering Flood — They come to Brookside (1898)

But when they were off their horses, straightway Sir Mark took the Maiden by the hand and led her into the great hall, and all that folk followed flock-meal. Long was the said hall and great, but not very high, and its pillars thick and big, and its arches beetling; and that the folk loved better than flower-fair building, for very ancient it was and of all honour. Ancient withal were its adornments, and its halling was of the story of Troy, and stern and solemn looked out from it the stark woven warriors and kings as they wended betwixt sword and shield on the highway of Fate.
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Portrait of William Morris William Morris The Sundering Flood — They come to Brookside (1898)

But as for the Maiden, she also had hearkened heedfully to the talk of the two knights, and something went to her heart as they talked about a meet fellow for this great captain, and she said to herself: Ah! and where shall such a man be on the earth, if it be not he whom no man friendly may see without his heart being drawn to him? whom no foe may see without casting aside hope of victory?
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Portrait of William Morris William Morris The Sundering Flood — They come to Brookside (1898)

He was not so fair a youth as the other, tall and stark, red-haired, the hair cut short to his head, yet no ill-looked man neither, grey-eyed and firm-lipped. The Knight took him kindly by the hands and greeted him, and then he turned to the Maiden and took each of the young men by a hand and led them before her, and said: Fair lady, these two, who will ere long be knights, are my squires-of-arms, who love me wholly and are good men and true, and perilous in the stour to them that love me not.
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