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The pillars also were wreathed with flowers, and flowers hung garlanded from the walls over the precious hangings; sweet gums and spices were burning in fair wrought censers of brass, and so many candles were alight under the Roof, that scarce had it looked more ablaze when the Romans had litten the faggots therein for its burning amidst the hurry of the Morning Battle. THE PILLARS ALSO WERE WREATHED WITH FLOWERS AND FLOWERS HUNG GARLANDEN FROM THE WALLS OVER THE PRECIOUS HANGINGS SWEET GUMS AND SPICES WERE BURNING IN FAIR WROUGHT CENSERS OF BRASS AND SO MANY CANDLES WERE ALIGHT UNDER THE ROOF THAT SCARCE HAD IT LOOKED MORE ABLAZE WHEN THE ROMANS HAD LITTEN THE FAGOTS THEREIN OR ITS BURNING AMIDST THE HURRY OF THE MORNING BATTLE
he desert of the sheep. Now we that come of the God-kin of her redes for ourselves we wot, But her will with the lives of men-folk and their ending know we not. So therefore I bid thee not fear for thyself of Doom and her deed, But for me: and I bid thee hearken to the helping of my need. Or else--Art thou happy in life, or lusteth thou to die In the flower of thy days, when thy glory and thy longing bloom on high? The last chapter of the book in which we are told of the great feast made for the dead is so finely written that we cannot refrain from quoting this passage: Now was the glooming falling upon the earth; but the Hall was bright within even as the Hall-Sun had promised. Therein was set forth the Treasure of the Wolfings; fair cloths were hung on the walls, goodly broidered garments on the pillars: goodly brazen cauldrons and fair- carven chests were set down in nooks where men could see them well, and vessels of gold and silver were set all up and down the tables of the feast. AN WORM WAKENETH IN THE DESERT OF THE SHEEP NOW WE THAT COME OF THE GODKIN OF HER REEDS FOR OURSELVES WE WOT BUT HER WILL WITH THE LIVES OF MEN FOLK AND THEIR ENDING KNOW WE NOT SO THEREFORE I BID THEE NOT FEAR FOR THYSELF OF DOOM AND HER DEED BUT FOR ME AND I BID THEE HEARKEN TO THE HELPING OF MY NEED OR ELSE ART THOU HAPPY IN LIFE OR LESTST THOU TO DIE IN THE FLOWER OF THY DAYS WHEN THY GLORY AND THY LONGING BLOOM ON HIGH THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE BOOK IN WHICH WE ARE TOLD OF THE GREAT FEAST MADE FOR THE DEAD IS SO FINELY WRITTEN THAT WE CANNOT REFRAIN FROM QUOTING THIS PASSAGE NOW WAS THE GLOOMING FALLING UPON THE EARTH BUT THE HALL WAS BRIGHT WITHIN EVEN AS THE HALL SUN HAD PROMISED THEREIN WAS SET FORTH THE TREASURE OF THE WOLFINGS FAIR CLOTHS WERE HUNG ON THE WALLS GOODLY BROIDERED GARMENTS ON THE PILLARS GOODLY BRAZEN CAULDRONS AND FAIR CARVEN CHESTS WERE SET DOWN IN NOOKS WHERE MEN COULD SEE THEM WELL AND VESSELS OF GOLD AND SILVER WERE SET ALL UP AND DOWN THE TABLES OF THE FEAST
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