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Morris, William, 1834-1896

"The Water of the Wondrous Isles"

She felt happy in the little lonely
cot, and her heart had gone out to the sweet meadow-land, and she
loved it after all the trouble of the water; and herseemed that even
now, in the dusk a-growing into dark, it loved and caressed her. So
she laid her down, nor unclad herself at all, lest she should have to
arise on a sudden, and show those tokens of the three damsels on her
body.
A little while she lay there happily, hearkening the voices of the
nightingales in the brake, and then she fell into a dreamless sleep,
unbroken till the short night passed into day.

CHAPTER III. HOW BIRDALONE DIGHT HER FOR MEETING THE CHAMPIONS OF
THE QUEST

It was the birds beginning their first song once more that awakened
Birdalone before the sun was up; but she had no will to stir a while,
whereas she felt so happy and restful; and that all the more when she
remembered where she was, and told herself that her errand was now
like to be accomplished; and she thought of her friends whom she had
left on the Isle of Increase Unsought, and blessed them for their
kindness, and the love of them was sweet to her heart, and amidst
such thoughts she fell asleep again.


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