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Be still." And then again: "What, art thou hungry, Death? Or thirsty, poor old sword? Soon, Death, soon. Be still only a little." BE STILL AND THEN AGAIN WHAT ART THOU HUNGRY DEATH OR THIRSTY POOR OLD SWORD SOON DEATH SOON BE STILL ONLY A LITTLE
ger than they; but the sword of Loz was terrible and his tribe slew their foes. You might make one blow at Loz, but then would come one thrust from that iron sword, and there was no way of surviving it. No one could fight with Loz. And he became ruler of the tribe in the place of Iz, who hitherto had ruled it with his sharp axe, as his father had before him. Now Loz begat Lo, and in his old age gave his sword to him, and Lo ruled the tribe with it. And Lo called the name of the sword Death, because it was so swift and terrible. And Iz begat Ird, who was of no account. And Ird hated Lo because he was of no account by reason of the iron sword of Lo. One night Ird stole down to the hut of Lo, carrying his sharp axe, and he went very softly, but Lo's dog, Warner, heard him coming, and he growled softly by his master's door. When Ird came to the hut he heard Lo talking gently to his sword. And Lo was saying, "Lie still, Death. Rest, rest, old sword," and then, "What, again, Death? Be still. OTHER TRIBE A TRIBE THAT WAS STRONGER THAN THEY BUT THE SWORD OF LAWS WAS TERRIBLE AND HIS TRIBE SLEW THEIR FOES YOU MIGHT MAKE ONE BLOW AT LAWS BUT THEN WOULD COME ONE THRUST FROM THAT IRON SWORD AND THERE WAS NO WAY OF SURVIVING IT NO ONE COULD FIGHT WITH LAWS AND HE BECAME RULER OF THE TRIBE IN THE PLACE OF IS WHO HITHERTO HAD RULED IT WITH HIS SHARP AXE AS HIS FATHER HAD BEFORE HIM NOW LAWS BEGAT LOW AND IN HIS OLD AGE GAVE HIS SWORD TO HIM AND LO RULED THE TRIBE WITH IT AND LO CALLED THE NAME OF THE SWORD DEATH BECAUSE IT WAS SO SWIFT AND TERRIBLE AND IS BEGAT URD WHO WAS OF NO ACCOUNT AND URD HATED LO BECAUSE HE WAS OF NO ACCOUNT BY REASON OF THE IRON SWORD OF LO ONE NIGHT ERD STOLE DOWN TO THE HUT OF LO CARRYING HIS SHARP AXE AND HE WENT VERY SOFTLY BUT LO'S DOG WARNER HEARD HIM COMING AND HE GROWLED SOFTLY BY HIS MASTER'S DOOR WHEN ERD CAME TO THE HUT HE HEARD LO TALKING GENTLY TO HIS SWORD AND LO WAS SAYING LIE STILL DEATH REST REST OLD SWORD AND THEN WHAT AGAIN DEATH BE STILL
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