William Morris,
The Sundering Flood — They escape from the Chapmen by the Carline's Wizardry
(1898)
“ Be a wall behind us that they may not pierce through! Mirk behind us, light before us! So she went on till she had emptied the said bag, and then she fell aback and lay on the road as one dead. And the Maiden did as she had bidden and meddled not with her. But at last, and it was another hour, she began to come to herself, and the Maiden sprinkled her with water and gave her wine to drink, and the old woman arose and was herself again and of good cheer; and she stowed away her bag, and they drew forth victual and ate and drank kindly and merrily together. ”
