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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + + + + +Title: The House of the Wolfings + A Tale of the House of the Wolfings and All the Kindreds of the Mark Written in Prose and in Verse + + +Author: William Morris + +Release Date: May 4, 2005 [eBook #2885] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE HOUSE OF THE WOLFINGS*** +</pre> +<p><a name="startoftext"></a></p> +<p>Transcribed from the 1904 Longmans, Green, and Co. edition by David +Price, email ccx074@coventry.ac.uk</p> +<h1>THE HOUSE OF THE WOLFINGS<br /> +A TALE OF THE HOUSE OF THE WOLFINGS AND ALL THE KINDREDS OF THE MARK +WRITTEN IN PROSE AND IN VERSE<br /> +by William Morris</h1> +<blockquote><p>Whiles in the early Winter eve<br /> +We pass amid the gathering night<br /> +Some homestead that we had to leave<br /> +Years past; and see its candles bright<br /> +Shine in the room beside the door<br /> +Where we were merry years agone<br /> +But now must never enter more,<br /> +As still the dark road drives us on.<br /> +E’en so the world of men may turn<br /> +At even of some hurried day<br /> +And see the ancient glimmer burn<br /> +Across the waste that hath no way;<br /> +Then with that faint light in its eyes<br /> +A while I bid it linger near<br /> +And nurse in wavering memories<br /> +The bitter-sweet of days that were.</p> +</blockquote> +<h2>CHAPTER I—THE DWELLINGS OF MID-MARK</h2> +<p>The tale tells that in times long past there was a dwelling of men +beside a great wood. Before it lay a plain, not very great, but +which was, as it were, an isle in the sea of woodland, since even when +you stood on the flat ground, you could see trees everywhere in the +offing, though as for hills, you could scarce say that there were any; +only swellings-up of the earth here and there, like the upheavings of +the water that one sees at whiles going on amidst the eddies of a swift +but deep stream.</p> +<p>On either side, to right and left the tree-girdle reached out toward +the blue distance, thick close and unsundered, save where it and the +plain which it begirdled was cleft amidmost by a river about as wide +as the Thames at Sheene when the flood-tide is at its highest, but so +swift and full of eddies, that it gave token of mountains not so far +distant, though they were hidden. On each side moreover of the +stream of this river was a wide space of stones, great and little, and +in most places above this stony waste were banks of a few feet high, +showing where the yearly winter flood was most commonly stayed.</p> +<p>You must know that this great clearing in the woodland was not a +matter of haphazard; though the river had driven a road whereby men +might fare on each side of its hurrying stream. It was men who +had made that Isle in the woodland.</p> +<p>For many generations the folk that now dwelt there had learned the +craft of iron-founding, so that they had no lack of wares of iron and +steel, whether they were tools of handicraft or weapons for hunting +and for war. It was the men of the Folk, who coming adown by the +river-side had made that clearing. The tale tells not whence they +came, but belike from the dales of the distant mountains, and from dales +and mountains and plains further aloof and yet further.</p> +<p>Anyhow they came adown the river; on its waters on rafts, by its +shores in wains or bestriding their horses or their kine, or afoot, +till they had a mind to abide; and there as it fell they stayed their +travel, and spread from each side of the river, and fought with the +wood and its wild things, that they might make to themselves a dwelling-place +on the face of the earth.</p> +<p>So they cut down the trees, and burned their stumps that the grass +might grow sweet for their kine and sheep and horses; and they diked +the river where need was all through the plain, and far up into the +wild-wood to bridle the winter floods: and they made them boats to ferry +them over, and to float down stream and track up-stream: they fished +the river’s eddies also with net and with line; and drew drift +from out of it of far-travelled wood and other matters; and the gravel +of its shallows they washed for gold; and it became their friend, and +they loved it, and gave it a name, and called it the Dusky, and the +Glassy, and the Mirkwood-water; for the names of it changed with the +generations of man.</p> +<p>There then in the clearing of the wood that for many years grew greater +yearly they drave their beasts to pasture in the new-made meadows, where +year by year the grass grew sweeter as the sun shone on it and the standing +waters went from it; and now in the year whereof the tale telleth it +was a fair and smiling plain, and no folk might have a better meadow.</p> +<p>But long before that had they learned the craft of tillage and taken +heed to the acres and begun to grow wheat and rye thereon round about +their roofs; the spade came into their hands, and they bethought them +of the plough-share, and the tillage spread and grew, and there was +no lack of bread.</p> +<p>In such wise that Folk had made an island amidst of the Mirkwood, +and established a home there, and upheld it with manifold toil too long +to tell of. And from the beginning this clearing in the wood they +called the Mid-mark: for you shall know that men might journey up and +down the Mirkwood-water, and half a day’s ride up or down they +would come on another clearing or island in the woods, and these were +the Upper-mark and the Nether-mark: and all these three were inhabited +by men of one folk and one kindred, which was called the Mark-men, though +of many branches was that stem of folk, who bore divers signs in battle +and at the council whereby they might be known.</p> +<p>Now in the Mid-mark itself were many Houses of men; for by that word +had they called for generations those who dwelt together under one token +of kinship. The river ran from South to North, and both on the +East side and on the West were there Houses of the Folk, and their habitations +were shouldered up nigh unto the wood, so that ever betwixt them and +the river was there a space of tillage and pasture.</p> +<p>Tells the tale of one such House, whose habitations were on the west +side of the water, on a gentle slope of land, so that no flood higher +than common might reach them. It was straight down to the river +mostly that the land fell off, and on its downward-reaching slopes was +the tillage, “the Acres,” as the men of that time always +called tilled land; and beyond that was the meadow going fair and smooth, +though with here and there a rising in it, down to the lips of the stony +waste of the winter river.</p> +<p>Now the name of this House was the Wolfings, and they bore a Wolf +on their banners, and their warriors were marked on the breast with +the image of the Wolf, that they might be known for what they were if +they fell in battle, and were stripped.</p> +<p>The house, that is to say the Roof, of the Wolfings of the Mid-mark +stood on the topmost of the slope aforesaid with its back to the wild-wood +and its face to the acres and the water. But you must know that +in those days the men of one branch of kindred dwelt under one roof +together, and had therein their place and dignity; nor were there many +degrees amongst them as hath befallen afterwards, but all they of one +blood were brethren and of equal dignity. Howbeit they had servants +or thralls, men taken in battle, men of alien blood, though true it +is that from time to time were some of such men taken into the House, +and hailed as brethren of the blood.</p> +<p>Also (to make an end at once of these matters of kinship and affinity) +the men of one House might not wed the women of their own House: to +the Wolfing men all Wolfing women were as sisters: they must needs wed +with the Hartings or the Elkings or the Bearings, or other such Houses +of the Mark as were not so close akin to the blood of the Wolf; and +this was a law that none dreamed of breaking. Thus then dwelt +this Folk and such was their Custom.</p> +<p>As to the Roof of the Wolfings, it was a great hall and goodly, after +the fashion of their folk and their day; not built of stone and lime, +but framed of the goodliest trees of the wild-wood squared with the +adze, and betwixt the framing filled with clay wattled with reeds. +Long was that house, and at one end anigh the gable was the Man’s-door, +not so high that a man might stand on the threshold and his helmcrest +clear the lintel; for such was the custom, that a tall man must bow +himself as he came into the hall; which custom maybe was a memory of +the days of onslaught when the foemen were mostly wont to beset the +hall; whereas in the days whereof the tale tells they drew out into +the fields and fought unfenced; unless at whiles when the odds were +over great, and then they drew their wains about them and were fenced +by the wain-burg. At least it was from no niggardry that the door +was made thus low, as might be seen by the fair and manifold carving +of knots and dragons that was wrought above the lintel of the door for +some three foot’s space. But a like door was there anigh +the other gable-end, whereby the women entered, and it was called the +Woman’s-door.</p> +<p>Near to the house on all sides except toward the wood were there +many bowers and cots round about the penfolds and the byres: and these +were booths for the stowage of wares, and for crafts and smithying that +were unhandy to do in the house; and withal they were the dwelling-places +of the thralls. And the lads and young men often abode there many +days and were cherished there of the thralls that loved them, since +at whiles they shunned the Great Roof that they might be the freer to +come and go at their pleasure, and deal as they would. Thus was +there a clustering on the slopes and bents betwixt the acres of the +Wolfings and the wild-wood wherein dwelt the wolves.</p> +<p>As to the house within, two rows of pillars went down it endlong, +fashioned of the mightiest trees that might be found, and each one fairly +wrought with base and chapiter, and wreaths and knots, and fighting +men and dragons; so that it was like a church of later days that has +a nave and aisles: windows there were above the aisles, and a passage +underneath the said windows in their roofs. In the aisles were +the sleeping-places of the Folk, and down the nave under the crown of +the roof were three hearths for the fires, and above each hearth a luffer +or smoke-bearer to draw the smoke up when the fires were lighted. +Forsooth on a bright winter afternoon it was strange to see the three +columns of smoke going wavering up to the dimness of the mighty roof, +and one maybe smitten athwart by the sunbeams. As for the timber +of the roof itself and its framing, so exceeding great and high it was, +that the tale tells how that none might see the fashion of it from the +hall-floor unless he were to raise aloft a blazing faggot on a long +pole: since no lack of timber was there among the men of the Mark.</p> +<p>At the end of the hall anigh the Man’s-door was the dais, and +a table thereon set thwartwise of the hall; and in front of the dais +was the noblest and greatest of the hearths; (but of the others one +was in the very midmost, and another in the Woman’s-Chamber) and +round about the dais, along the gable-wall, and hung from pillar to +pillar were woven cloths pictured with images of ancient tales and the +deeds of the Wolfings, and the deeds of the Gods from whence they came. +And this was the fairest place of all the house and the best-beloved +of the Folk, and especially of the older and the mightier men: and there +were tales told, and songs sung, especially if they were new: and thereto +also were messengers brought if any tidings were abroad: there also +would the elders talk together about matters concerning the House or +the Mid-mark or the whole Folk of the Markmen.</p> +<p>Yet you must not think that their solemn councils were held there, +the folk-motes whereat it must be determined what to do and what to +forbear doing; for according as such councils, (which they called Things) +were of the House or of the Mid-mark or of the whole Folk, were they +held each at the due Thing-steads in the Wood aloof from either acre +or meadow, (as was the custom of our forefathers for long after) and +at such Things would all the men of the House or the Mid-mark or the +Folk be present man by man. And in each of these steads was there +a Doomring wherein Doom was given by the neighbours chosen, (whom now +we call the Jury) in matters between man and man; and no such doom of +neighbours was given, and no such voice of the Folk proclaimed in any +house or under any roof, nor even as aforesaid on the tilled acres or +the depastured meadows. This was the custom of our forefathers, +in memory, belike, of the days when as yet there was neither house nor +tillage, nor flocks and herds, but the Earth’s face only and what +freely grew thereon.</p> +<p>But over the dais there hung by chains and pulleys fastened to a +tie-beam of the roof high aloft a wondrous lamp fashioned of glass; +yet of no such glass as the folk made then and there, but of a fair +and clear green like an emerald, and all done with figures and knots +in gold, and strange beasts, and a warrior slaying a dragon, and the +sun rising on the earth: nor did any tale tell whence this lamp came, +but it was held as an ancient and holy thing by all the Markmen, and +the kindred of the Wolf had it in charge to keep a light burning in +it night and day for ever; and they appointed a maiden of their own +kindred to that office; which damsel must needs be unwedded, since no +wedded woman dwelling under that roof could be a Wolfing woman, but +would needs be of the houses wherein the Wolfings wedded.</p> +<p>This lamp which burned ever was called the Hall-Sun, and the woman +who had charge of it, and who was the fairest that might be found was +called after it the Hall-Sun also.</p> +<p>At the other end of the hall was the Woman’s-Chamber, and therein +were the looms and other gear for the carding and spinning of wool and +the weaving of cloth.</p> +<p>Such was the Roof under which dwelt the kindred of the Wolfings; +and the other kindreds of the Mid-mark had roofs like to it; and of +these the chiefest were the Elkings, the Vallings, the Alftings, the +Beamings, the Galtings, and the Bearings; who bore on their banners +the Elk, the Falcon, the Swan, the Tree, the Boar, and the Bear. +But other lesser and newer kindreds there were than these: as for the +Hartings above named, they were a kindred of the Upper-mark.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER II—THE FLITTING OF THE WAR-ARROW</h2> +<p>Tells the tale that it was an evening of summer, when the wheat was +in the ear, but yet green; and the neat-herds were done driving the +milch-kine to the byre, and the horseherds and the shepherds had made +the night-shift, and the out-goers were riding two by two and one by +one through the lanes between the wheat and the rye towards the meadow. +Round the cots of the thralls were gathered knots of men and women both +thralls and freemen, some talking together, some hearkening a song or +a tale, some singing and some dancing together; and the children gambolling +about from group to group with their shrill and tuneless voices, like +young throstles who have not yet learned the song of their race. +With these were mingled dogs, dun of colour, long of limb, sharp-nosed, +gaunt and great; they took little heed of the children as they pulled +them about in their play, but lay down, or loitered about, as though +they had forgotten the chase and the wild-wood.</p> +<p>Merry was the folk with that fair tide, and the promise of the harvest, +and the joy of life, and there was no weapon among them so close to +the houses, save here and there the boar-spear of some herdman or herd-woman +late come from the meadow.</p> +<p>Tall and for the most part comely were both men and women; the most +of them light-haired and grey-eyed, with cheek-bones somewhat high; +white of skin but for the sun’s burning, and the wind’s +parching, and whereas they were tanned of a very ruddy and cheerful +hue. But the thralls were some of them of a shorter and darker +breed, black-haired also and dark-eyed, lighter of limb; sometimes better +knit, but sometimes crookeder of leg and knottier of arm. But +some also were of build and hue not much unlike to the freemen; and +these doubtless came of some other Folk of the Goths which had given +way in battle before the Men of the Mark, either they or their fathers.</p> +<p>Moreover some of the freemen were unlike their fellows and kindred, +being slenderer and closer-knit, and black-haired, but grey-eyed withal; +and amongst these were one or two who exceeded in beauty all others +of the House.</p> +<p>Now the sun was set and the glooming was at point to begin and the +shadowless twilight lay upon the earth. The nightingales on the +borders of the wood sang ceaselessly from the scattered hazel-trees +above the greensward where the grass was cropped down close by the nibbling +of the rabbits; but in spite of their song and the divers voices of +the men-folk about the houses, it was an evening on which sounds from +aloof can be well heard, since noises carry far at such tides.</p> +<p>Suddenly they who were on the edges of those throngs and were the +less noisy, held themselves as if to listen; and a group that had gathered +about a minstrel to hear his story fell hearkening also round about +the silenced and hearkening tale-teller: some of the dancers and singers +noted them and in their turn stayed the dance and kept silence to hearken; +and so from group to group spread the change, till all were straining +their ears to hearken the tidings. Already the men of the night-shift +had heard it, and the shepherds of them had turned about, and were trotting +smartly back through the lanes of the tall wheat: but the horse-herds +were now scarce seen on the darkening meadow, as they galloped on fast +toward their herds to drive home the stallions. For what they +had heard was the tidings of war.</p> +<p>There was a sound in the air as of a humble-bee close to the ear +of one lying on a grassy bank; or whiles as of a cow afar in the meadow +lowing in the afternoon when milking-time draws nigh: but it was ever +shriller than the one, and fuller than the other; for it changed at +whiles, though after the first sound of it, it did not rise or fall, +because the eve was windless. You might hear at once that for +all it was afar, it was a great and mighty sound; nor did any that hearkened +doubt what it was, but all knew it for the blast of the great war-horn +of the Elkings, whose Roof lay up Mirkwood-water next to the Roof of +the Wolfings.</p> +<p>So those little throngs broke up at once; and all the freemen, and +of the thralls a good many, flocked, both men and women, to the Man’s-door +of the hall, and streamed in quietly and with little talk, as men knowing +that they should hear all in due season.</p> +<p>Within under the Hall-Sun, amidst the woven stories of time past, +sat the elders and chief warriors on the dais, and amidst of all a big +strong man of forty winters, his dark beard a little grizzled, his eyes +big and grey. Before him on the board lay the great War-horn of +the Wolfings carved out of the tusk of a sea-whale of the North and +with many devices on it and the Wolf amidst them all; its golden mouth-piece +and rim wrought finely with flowers. There it abode the blowing, +until the spoken word of some messenger should set forth the tidings +borne on the air by the horn of the Elkings.</p> +<p>But the name of the dark-haired chief was Thiodolf (to wit Folk-wolf) +and he was deemed the wisest man of the Wolfings, and the best man of +his hands, and of heart most dauntless. Beside him sat the fair +woman called the Hall-Sun; for she was his foster-daughter before men’s +eyes; and she was black-haired and grey-eyed like to her fosterer, and +never was woman fashioned fairer: she was young of years, scarce twenty +winters old.</p> +<p>There sat the chiefs and elders on the dais, and round about stood +the kindred intermingled with the thralls, and no man spake, for they +were awaiting sure and certain tidings: and when all were come in who +had a mind to, there was so great a silence in the hall, that the song +of the nightingales on the wood-edge sounded clear and loud therein, +and even the chink of the bats about the upper windows could be heard. +Then amidst the hush of men-folk, and the sounds of the life of the +earth came another sound that made all turn their eyes toward the door; +and this was the pad-pad of one running on the trodden and summer-dried +ground anigh the hall: it stopped for a moment at the Man’s-door, +and the door opened, and the throng parted, making way for the man that +entered and came hastily up to the midst of the table that stood on +the dais athwart the hall, and stood there panting, holding forth in +his outstretched hand something which not all could see in the dimness +of the hall-twilight, but which all knew nevertheless. The man +was young, lithe and slender, and had no raiment but linen breeches +round his middle, and skin shoes on his feet. As he stood there +gathering his breath for speech, Thiodolf stood up, and poured mead +into a drinking horn and held it out towards the new-comer, and spake, +but in rhyme and measure:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Welcome, thou evening-farer, and holy be thine +head,<br /> +Since thou hast sought unto us in the heart of the Wolfings’ stead;<br /> +Drink now of the horn of the mighty, and call a health if thou wilt<br /> +O’er the eddies of the mead-horn to the washing out of guilt.<br /> +For thou com’st to the peace of the Wolfings, and our very guest +thou art,<br /> +And meseems as I behold thee, that I look on a child of the Hart.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But the man put the horn from him with a hasty hand, and none said +another word to him until he had gotten his breath again; and then he +said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“All hail ye Wood-Wolfs’ children! nought +may I drink the wine,<br /> +For the mouth and the maw that I carry this eve are nought of mine;<br /> +And my feet are the feet of the people, since the word went forth that +tide,<br /> +‘O Elf here of the Hartings, no longer shalt thou bide<br /> +In any house of the Markmen than to speak the word and wend,<br /> +Till all men know the tidings and thine errand hath an end.’<br /> +Behold, O Wolves, the token and say if it be true!<br /> +I bear the shaft of battle that is four-wise cloven through,<br /> +And its each end dipped in the blood-stream, both the iron and the horn,<br /> +And its midmost scathed with the fire; and the word that I have borne<br /> +Along with this war-token is, ‘Wolfings of the Mark<br /> +Whenso ye see the war-shaft, by the daylight or the dark,<br /> +Busk ye to battle faring, and leave all work undone<br /> +Save the gathering for the handplay at the rising of the sun.<br /> +Three days hence is the hosting, and thither bear along<br /> +Your wains and your kine for the slaughter lest the journey should be +long.<br /> +For great is the Folk, saith the tidings, that against the Markmen come;<br /> +In a far off land is their dwelling, whenso they sit at home,<br /> +And Welsh <a name="citation1"></a><a href="#footnote1">{1}</a> is their +tongue, and we wot not of the word that is in their mouth,<br /> +As they march a many together from the cities of the South.’”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he held up yet for a minute the token of the war-arrow +ragged and burnt and bloody; and turning about with it in his hand went +his ways through the open door, none hindering; and when he was gone, +it was as if the token were still in the air there against the heads +of the living men, and the heads of the woven warriors, so intently +had all gazed at it; and none doubted the tidings or the token. +Then said Thiodolf:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Forth will we Wolfing children, and cast a sound +abroad:<br /> +The mouth of the sea-beast’s weapon shall speak the battle-word;<br /> +And ye warriors hearken and hasten, and dight the weed of war,<br /> +And then to acre and meadow wend ye adown no more,<br /> +For this work shall be for the women to drive our neat from the mead,<br /> +And to yoke the wains, and to load them as the men of war have need.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Out then they streamed from the hall, and no man was left therein +save the fair Hall-Sun sitting under the lamp whose name she bore. +But to the highest of the slope they went, where was a mound made higher +by man’s handiwork; thereon stood Thiodolf and handled the horn, +turning his face toward the downward course of Mirkwood-water; and he +set the horn to his lips, and blew a long blast, and then again, and +yet again the third time; and all the sounds of the gathering night +were hushed under the sound of the roaring of the war-horn of the Wolfings; +and the Kin of the Beamings heard it as they sat in their hall, and +they gat them ready to hearken to the bearer of the tidings who should +follow on the sound of the war-blast.</p> +<p>But when the last sound of the horn had died away, then said Thiodolf:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now Wolfing children hearken, what the splintered +War-shaft saith,<br /> +The fire scathed blood-stained aspen! we shall ride for life or death,<br /> +We warriors, a long journey with the herd and with the wain;<br /> +But unto this our homestead shall we wend us back again,<br /> +All the gleanings of the battle; and here for them that live<br /> +Shall stand the Roof of the Wolfings, and for them shall the meadow +thrive,<br /> +And the acres give their increase in the harvest of the year;<br /> +Now is no long departing since the Hall-Sun bideth here<br /> +’Neath the holy Roof of the Fathers, and the place of the Wolfing +kin,<br /> +And the feast of our glad returning shall yet be held therein.<br /> +Hear the bidding of the War-shaft! All men, both thralls and free,<br /> +’Twixt twenty winters and sixty, beneath the shield shall be,<br /> +And the hosting is at the Thing-stead, the Upper-mark anigh;<br /> +And we wend away to-morrow ere the Sun is noon-tide high.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he stepped down from the mound, and went his way back to +the hall; and manifold talk arose among the folk; and of the warriors +some were already dight for the journey, but most not, and a many went +their ways to see to their weapons and horses, and the rest back again +into the hall.</p> +<p>By this time night had fallen, and between then and the dawning would +be no darker hour, for the moon was just rising; a many of the horse-herds +had done their business, and were now making their way back again through +the lanes of the wheat, driving the stallions before them, who played +together kicking, biting and squealing, paying but little heed to the +standing corn on either side. Lights began to glitter now in the +cots of the thralls, and brighter still in the stithies where already +you might hear the hammers clinking on the anvils, as men fell to looking +to their battle gear.</p> +<p>But the chief men and the women sat under their Roof on the eve of +departure: and the tuns of mead were broached, and the horns filled +and borne round by young maidens, and men ate and drank and were merry; +and from time to time as some one of the warriors had done with giving +heed to his weapons, he entered into the hall and fell into the company +of those whom he loved most and by whom he was best beloved; and whiles +they talked, and whiles they sang to the harp up and down that long +house; and the moon risen high shone in at the windows, and there was +much laughter and merriment, and talk of deeds of arms of the old days +on the eve of that departure: till little by little weariness fell on +them, and they went their ways to slumber, and the hall was fallen silent.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER III—THIODOLF TALKETH WITH THE WOOD-SUN</h2> +<p>But yet sat Thiodolf under the Hall-Sun for a while as one in deep +thought; till at last as he stirred, his sword clattered on him; and +then he lifted up his eyes and looked down the hall and saw no man stirring, +so he stood up and settled his raiment on him, and went forth, and so +took his ways through the hall-door, as one who hath an errand.</p> +<p>The moonlight lay in a great flood on the grass without, and the +dew was falling in the coldest hour of the night, and the earth smelled +sweetly: the whole habitation was asleep now, and there was no sound +to be known as the sound of any creature, save that from the distant +meadow came the lowing of a cow that had lost her calf, and that a white +owl was flitting about near the eaves of the Roof with her wild cry +that sounded like the mocking of merriment now silent.</p> +<p>Thiodolf turned toward the wood, and walked steadily through the +scattered hazel-trees, and thereby into the thick of the beech-trees, +whose boles grew smooth and silver-grey, high and close-set: and so +on and on he went as one going by a well-known path, though there was +no path, till all the moonlight was quenched under the close roof of +the beech-leaves, though yet for all the darkness, no man could go there +and not feel that the roof was green above him. Still he went +on in despite of the darkness, till at last there was a glimmer before +him, that grew greater till he came unto a small wood-lawn whereon the +turf grew again, though the grass was but thin, because little sunlight +got to it, so close and thick were the tall trees round about it. +In the heavens above it by now there was a light that was not all of +the moon, though it might scarce be told whether that light were the +memory of yesterday or the promise of to-morrow, since little of the +heavens could be seen thence, save the crown of them, because of the +tall tree-tops.</p> +<p>Nought looked Thiodolf either at the heavens above, or the trees, +as he strode from off the husk-strewn floor of the beech wood on to +the scanty grass of the lawn, but his eyes looked straight before him +at that which was amidmost of the lawn: and little wonder was that; +for there on a stone chair sat a woman exceeding fair, clad in glittering +raiment, her hair lying as pale in the moonlight on the grey stone as +the barley acres in the August night before the reaping-hook goes in +amongst them. She sat there as though she were awaiting someone, +and he made no stop nor stay, but went straight up to her, and took +her in his arms, and kissed her mouth and her eyes, and she him again; +and then he sat himself down beside her. But her eyes looked kindly +on him as she said:</p> +<p>“O Thiodolf, hardy art thou, that thou hast no fear to take +me in thine arms and to kiss me, as though thou hadst met in the meadow +with a maiden of the Elkings: and I, who am a daughter of the Gods of +thy kindred, and a Chooser of the Slain! Yea, and that upon the +eve of battle and the dawn of thy departure to the stricken field!”</p> +<p>“O Wood-Sun,” he said “thou art the treasure of +life that I found when I was young, and the love of life that I hold, +now that my beard is grizzling. Since when did I fear thee, Wood-Sun? +Did I fear thee when first I saw thee, and we stood amidst the hazelled +field, we twain living amongst the slain? But my sword was red +with the blood of the foe, and my raiment with mine own blood; and I +was a-weary with the day’s work, and sick with many strokes, and +methought I was fainting into death. And there thou wert before +me, full of life and ruddy and smiling both lips and eyes; thy raiment +clean and clear, thine hands stained with blood: then didst thou take +me by my bloody and weary hand, and didst kiss my lips grown ashen pale, +and thou saidst ‘Come with me.’ And I strove to go, +and might not; so many and sore were my hurts. Then amidst my +sickness and my weariness was I merry; for I said to myself, This is +the death of the warrior, and it is exceeding sweet. What meaneth +it? Folk said of me; he is over young to meet the foeman; yet +am I not over young to die?”</p> +<p>Therewith he laughed out amid the wild-wood, and his speech became +song, and he said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“We wrought in the ring of the hazels, and the +wine of war we drank:<br /> +From the tide when the sun stood highest to the hour wherein she sank:<br /> +And three kings came against me, the mightiest of the Huns,<br /> +The evil-eyed in battle, the swift-foot wily ones;<br /> +And they gnashed their teeth against me, and they gnawed on the shield-rims +there,<br /> +On that afternoon of summer, in the high-tide of the year.<br /> +Keen-eyed I gazed about me, and I saw the clouds draw up<br /> +Till the heavens were dark as the hollow of a wine-stained iron cup,<br /> +And the wild-deer lay unfeeding on the grass of the forest glades,<br /> +And all earth was scared with the thunder above our clashing blades.</p> +<p>“Then sank a King before me, and on fell the other twain,<br /> +And I tossed up the reddened sword-blade in the gathered rush of the +rain<br /> +And the blood and the water blended, and fragrant grew the earth.</p> +<p>“There long I turned and twisted within the battle-girth<br /> +Before those bears of onset: while out from the grey world streamed<br /> +The broad red lash of the lightening and in our byrnies gleamed.<br /> +And long I leapt and laboured in that garland of the fight<br /> +’Mid the blue blades and the lightening; but ere the sky grew +light<br /> +The second of the Hun-kings on the rain-drenched daisies lay;<br /> +And we twain with the battle blinded a little while made stay,<br /> +And leaning on our sword-hilts each on the other gazed.</p> +<p>“Then the rain grew less, and one corner of the veil of clouds +was raised,<br /> +And as from the broidered covering gleams out the shoulder white<br /> +Of the bed-mate of the warrior when on his wedding night<br /> +He layeth his hand to the linen; so, down there in the west<br /> +Gleamed out the naked heaven: but the wrath rose up in my breast,<br /> +And the sword in my hand rose with it, and I leaped and hewed at the +Hun;<br /> +And from him too flared the war-flame, and the blades danced bright +in the sun<br /> +Come back to the earth for a little before the ending of day.</p> +<p>“There then with all that was in him did the Hun play out the +play,<br /> +Till he fell, and left me tottering, and I turned my feet to wend<br /> +To the place of the mound of the mighty, the gate of the way without +end.<br /> +And there thou wert. How was it, thou Chooser of the Slain,<br /> +Did I die in thine arms, and thereafter did thy mouth-kiss wake me again?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Ere the last sound of his voice was done she turned and kissed him; +and then she said; “Never hadst thou a fear and thine heart is +full of hardihood.”</p> +<p>Then he said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“’Tis the hardy heart, beloved, that keepeth +me alive,<br /> +As the king-leek in the garden by the rain and the sun doth thrive,<br /> +So I thrive by the praise of the people; it is blent with my drink and +my meat;<br /> +As I slumber in the night-tide it laps me soft and sweet;<br /> +And through the chamber window when I waken in the morn<br /> +With the wind of the sun’s arising from the meadow is it borne<br /> +And biddeth me remember that yet I live on earth:<br /> +Then I rise and my might is with me, and fills my heart with mirth,<br /> +As I think of the praise of the people; and all this joy I win<br /> +By the deeds that my heart commandeth and the hope that lieth therein.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>“Yea,” she said, “but day runneth ever on the heels +of day, and there are many and many days; and betwixt them do they carry +eld.”</p> +<p>“Yet art thou no older than in days bygone,” said he. +“Is it so, O Daughter of the Gods, that thou wert never born, +but wert from before the framing of the mountains, from the beginning +of all things?”</p> +<p>But she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Nay, nay; I began, I was born; although it may +be indeed<br /> +That not on the hills of the earth I sprang from the godhead’s +seed.<br /> +And e’en as my birth and my waxing shall be my waning and end.<br /> +But thou on many an errand, to many a field dost wend<br /> +Where the bow at adventure bended, or the fleeing dastard’s spear<br /> +Oft lulleth the mirth of the mighty. Now me thou dost not fear,<br /> +Yet fear with me, beloved, for the mighty Maid I fear;<br /> +And Doom is her name, and full often she maketh me afraid<br /> +And even now meseemeth on my life her hand is laid.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But he laughed and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“In what land is she abiding? Is she near +or far away?<br /> +Will she draw up close beside me in the press of the battle play?<br /> +And if then I may not smite her ’midst the warriors of the field<br /> +With the pale blade of my fathers, will she bide the shove of my shield?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But sadly she sang in answer:</p> +<blockquote><p>“In many a stead Doom dwelleth, nor sleepeth day +nor night:<br /> +The rim of the bowl she kisseth, and beareth the chambering light<br /> +When the kings of men wend happy to the bride-bed from the board.<br /> +It is little to say that she wendeth the edge of the grinded sword,<br /> +When about the house half builded she hangeth many a day;<br /> +The ship from the strand she shoveth, and on his wonted way<br /> +By the mountain-hunter fareth where his foot ne’er failed before:<br /> +She is where the high bank crumbles at last on the river’s shore:<br /> +The mower’s scythe she whetteth; and lulleth the shepherd to sleep<br /> +Where the deadly ling-worm wakeneth in the desert of the sheep.<br /> +Now we that come of the God-kin of her redes for ourselves we wot,<br /> +But her will with the lives of men-folk and their ending know we not.<br /> +So therefore I bid thee not fear for thyself of Doom and her deed,<br /> +But for me: and I bid thee hearken to the helping of my need.<br /> +Or else—Art thou happy in life, or lusteth thou to die<br /> +In the flower of thy days, when thy glory and thy longing bloom on high?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But Thiodolf answered her:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I have deemed, and long have I deemed that this +is my second life,<br /> +That my first one waned with my wounding when thou cam’st to the +ring of strife.<br /> +For when in thine arms I wakened on the hazelled field of yore,<br /> +Meseemed I had newly arisen to a world I knew no more,<br /> +So much had all things brightened on that dewy dawn of day.<br /> +It was dark dull death that I looked for when my thought had died away.<br /> +It was lovely life that I woke to; and from that day henceforth<br /> +My joy of the life of man-folk was manifolded of worth.<br /> +Far fairer the fields of the morning than I had known them erst,<br /> +And the acres where I wended, and the corn with its half-slaked thirst;<br /> +And the noble Roof of the Wolfings, and the hawks that sat thereon;<br /> +And the bodies of my kindred whose deliverance I had won;<br /> +And the glimmering of the Hall-Sun in the dusky house of old;<br /> +And my name in the mouth of the maidens, and the praises of the bold,<br /> +As I sat in my battle-raiment, and the ruddy spear well steeled<br /> +Leaned ’gainst my side war-battered, and the wounds thine hand +had healed.<br /> +Yea, from that morn thenceforward has my life been good indeed,<br /> +The gain of to-day was goodly, and good to-morrow’s need,<br /> +And good the whirl of the battle, and the broil I wielded there,<br /> +Till I fashioned the ordered onset, and the unhoped victory fair.<br /> +And good were the days thereafter of utter deedless rest<br /> +And the prattle of thy daughter, and her hands on my unmailed breast.<br /> +Ah good is the life thou hast given, the life that mine hands have won.<br /> +And where shall be the ending till the world is all undone?<br /> +Here sit we twain together, and both we in Godhead clad,<br /> +We twain of the Wolfing kindred, and each of the other glad.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But she answered, and her face grew darker withal:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O mighty man and joyous, art thou of the Wolfing +kin?<br /> +’Twas no evil deed when we mingled, nor lieth doom therein.<br /> +Thou lovely man, thou black-haired, thou shalt die and have done no +ill.<br /> +Fame-crowned are the deeds of thy doing, and the mouths of men they +fill.<br /> +Thou betterer of the Godfolk, enduring is thy fame:<br /> +Yet as a painted image of a dream is thy dreaded name.<br /> +Of an alien folk thou comest, that we twain might be one indeed.<br /> +Thou shalt die one day. So hearken, to help me at my need.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>His face grew troubled and he said: “What is this word that +I am no chief of the Wolfings?”</p> +<p>“Nay,” she said, “but better than they. Look +thou on the face of our daughter the Hall-Sun, thy daughter and mine: +favoureth she at all of me?”</p> +<p>He laughed: “Yea, whereas she is fair, but not otherwise. +This is a hard saying, that I dwell among an alien kindred, and it wotteth +not thereof. Why hast thou not told me hereof before?”</p> +<p>She said: “It needed not to tell thee because thy day was waxing, +as now it waneth. Once more I bid thee hearken and do my bidding +though it be hard to thee.”</p> +<p>He answered: “Even so will I as much as I may; and thus wise +must thou look upon it, that I love life, and fear not death.”</p> +<p>Then she spake, and again her words fell into rhyme:</p> +<blockquote><p>“In forty fights hast thou foughten, and been worsted +but in four;<br /> +And I looked on and was merry; and ever more and more<br /> +Wert thou dear to the heart of the Wood-Sun, and the Chooser of the +Slain.<br /> +But now whereas ye are wending with slaughter-herd and wain<br /> +To meet a folk that ye know not, a wonder, a peerless foe,<br /> +I fear for thy glory’s waning, and I see thee lying alow.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then he brake in: “Herein is little shame to be worsted by +the might of the mightiest: if this so mighty folk sheareth a limb off +the tree of my fame, yet shall it wax again.”</p> +<p>But she sang:</p> +<blockquote><p>“In forty fights hast thou foughten, and beside +thee who but I<br /> +Beheld the wind-tossed banners, and saw the aspen fly?<br /> +But to-day to thy war I wend not, for Weird withholdeth me<br /> +And sore my heart forebodeth for the battle that shall be.<br /> +To-day with thee I wend not; so I feared, and lo my feet,<br /> +That are wont to the woodland girdle of the acres of the wheat,<br /> +For thee among strange people and the foeman’s throng have trod,<br /> +And I tell thee their banner of battle is a wise and a mighty God.<br /> +For these are the folk of the cities, and in wondrous wise they dwell<br /> +’Mid confusion of heaped houses, dim and black as the face of +hell;<br /> +Though therefrom rise roofs most goodly, where their captains and their +kings<br /> +Dwell amidst the walls of marble in abundance of fair things;<br /> +And ’mid these, nor worser nor better, but builded otherwise<br /> +Stand the Houses of the Fathers, and the hidden mysteries.<br /> +And as close as are the tree-trunks that within the beech-wood thrive<br /> +E’en so many are their pillars; and therein like men alive<br /> +Stand the images of god-folk in such raiment as they wore<br /> +In the years before the cities and the hidden days of yore.<br /> +Ah for the gold that I gazed on! and their store of battle gear,<br /> +And strange engines that I knew not, or the end for which they were.<br /> +Ah for the ordered wisdom of the war-array of these,<br /> +And the folks that are sitting about them in dumb down-trodden peace!<br /> +So I thought now fareth war-ward my well-beloved friend,<br /> +And the weird of the Gods hath doomed it that no more with him may I +wend!<br /> +Woe’s me for the war of the Wolfings wherefrom I am sundered apart,<br /> +And the fruitless death of the war-wise, and the doom of the hardy heart!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then he answered, and his eyes grew kind as he looked on her:</p> +<blockquote><p>“For thy fair love I thank thee, and thy faithful +word, O friend!<br /> +But how might it otherwise happen but we twain must meet in the end,<br /> +The God of this mighty people and the Markmen and their kin?<br /> +Lo, this is the weird of the world, and what may we do herein?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then mirth came into her face again as she said:</p> +<p>“Who wotteth of Weird, and what she is till the weird is accomplished? +Long hath it been my weird to love thee and to fashion deeds for thee +as I may; nor will I depart from it now.” And she sang:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Keen-edged is the sword of the city, and bitter +is its spear,<br /> +But thy breast in the battle, beloved, hath a wall of the stithy’s +gear.<br /> +What now is thy wont in the handplay with the helm and the hauberk of +rings?<br /> +Farest thou as the thrall and the cot-carle, or clad in the raiment +of kings?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>He started, and his face reddened as he answered:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O Wood-Sun thou wottest our battle and the way +wherein we fare:<br /> +That oft at the battle’s beginning the helm and the hauberk we +bear;<br /> +Lest the shaft of the fleeing coward or the bow at adventure bent<br /> +Should slay us ere the need be, ere our might be given and spent.<br /> +Yet oft ere the fight is over, and Doom hath scattered the foe,<br /> +No leader of the people by his war-gear shall ye know,<br /> +But by his hurts the rather, from the cot-carle and the thrall:<br /> +For when all is done that a man may, ’tis the hour for a man to +fall.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She yet smiled as she said in answer:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O Folk-wolf, heed and hearken; for when shall +thy life be spent<br /> +And the Folk wherein thou dwellest with thy death be well content?<br /> +Whenso folk need the fire, do they hew the apple-tree,<br /> +And burn the Mother of Blossom and the fruit that is to be?<br /> +Or me wilt thou bid to thy grave-mound because thy battle-wrath<br /> +May nothing more be bridled than the whirl wind on his path?<br /> +So hearken and do my bidding, for the hauberk shalt thou bear<br /> +E’en when the other warriors cast off their battle-gear.<br /> +So come thou, come unwounded from the war-field of the south,<br /> +And sit with me in the beech-wood, and kiss me, eyes and mouth.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>And she kissed him in very deed, and made much of him, and fawned +on him, and laid her hand on his breast, and he was soft and blithe +with her, but at last he laughed and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“God’s Daughter, long hast thou lived, and +many a matter seen,<br /> +And men full often grieving for the deed that might have been;<br /> +But here my heart thou wheedlest as a maid of tender years<br /> +When first in the arms of her darling the horn of war she hears.<br /> +Thou knowest the axe to be heavy, and the sword, how keen it is;<br /> +But that Doom of which thou hast spoken, wilt thou not tell of this,<br /> +God’s Daughter, how it sheareth, and how it breaketh through<br /> +Each wall that the warrior buildeth, yea all deeds that he may do?<br /> +What might in the hammer’s leavings, in the fire’s thrall +shall abide<br /> +To turn that Folks’ o’erwhelmer from the fated warrior’s +side?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then she laughed in her turn, and loudly; but so sweetly that the +sound of her voice mingled with the first song of a newly awakened wood-thrush +sitting on a rowan twig on the edge of the Wood-lawn. But she +said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Yea, I that am God’s Daughter may tell thee +never a whit<br /> +From what land cometh the hauberk nor what smith smithied it,<br /> +That thou shalt wear in the handplay from the first stroke to the last;<br /> +But this thereof I tell thee, that it holdeth firm and fast<br /> +The life of the body it lappeth, if the gift of the Godfolk it be.<br /> +Lo this is the yoke-mate of doom, and the gift of me unto thee.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then she leaned down from the stone whereon they sat, and her hand +was in the dewy grass for a little, and then it lifted up a dark grey +rippling coat of rings; and she straightened herself in the seat again, +and laid that hauberk on the knees of Thiodolf, and he put his hand +to it, and turned it about, while he pondered long: then at last he +said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“What evil thing abideth with this warder of the +strife,<br /> +This burg and treasure chamber for the hoarding of my life?<br /> +For this is the work of the dwarfs, and no kindly kin of the earth;<br /> +And all we fear the dwarf-kin and their anger and sorrow and mirth.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She cast her arms about him and fondled him, and her voice grew sweeter +than the voice of any mortal thing as she answered:</p> +<blockquote><p>“No ill for thee, beloved, or for me in the hauberk +lies;<br /> +No sundering grief is in it, no lonely miseries.<br /> +But we shall abide together, and that new life I gave,<br /> +For a long while yet henceforward we twain its joy shall have.<br /> +Yea, if thou dost my bidding to wear my gift in the fight<br /> +No hunter of the wild-wood at the changing of the night<br /> +Shall see my shape on thy grave-mound or my tears in the morning find<br /> +With the dew of the morning mingled; nor with the evening wind<br /> +Shall my body pass the shepherd as he wandereth in the mead<br /> +And fill him with forebodings on the eve of the Wolfings’ need.<br /> +Nor the horse-herd wake in the midnight and hear my fateful cry;<br /> +Nor yet shall the Wolfing women hear words on the wind go by<br /> +As they weave and spin the night down when the House is gone to the +war,<br /> +And weep for the swains they wedded and the children that they bore.<br /> +Yea do my bidding, O Folk-wolf, lest a grief of the Gods should weigh<br /> +On the ancient House of the Wolfings and my death o’ercloud its +day.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>And still she clung about him, while he spake no word of yea or nay: +but at the last he let himself glide wholly into her arms, and the dwarf-wrought +hauberk fell from his knees and lay on the grass.</p> +<p>So they abode together in that wood-lawn till the twilight was long +gone, and the sun arisen for some while. And when Thiodolf stepped +out of the beech-wood into the broad sunshine dappled with the shadow +of the leaves of the hazels moving gently in the fresh morning air, +he was covered from the neck to the knee by a hauberk of rings dark +and grey and gleaming, fashioned by the dwarfs of ancient days.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER IV—THE HOUSE FARETH TO THE WAR</h2> +<p>Now when Thiodolf came back to the habitations of the kindred the +whole House was astir, both thrall-men and women, and free women hurrying +from cot to stithy, and from stithy to hall bearing the last of the +war-gear or raiment for the fighting-men. But they for their part +were some standing about anigh the Man’s-door, some sitting gravely +within the hall, some watching the hurry of the thralls and women from +the midmost of the open space amidst of the habitations, whereon there +stood yet certain wains which were belated: for the most of the wains +were now standing with the oxen already yoked to them down in the meadow +past the acres, encircled by a confused throng of kine and horses and +thrall-folk, for thither had all the beasts for the slaughter, and the +horses for the warriors been brought; and there were the horses tethered +or held by the thralls; some indeed were already saddled and bridled, +and on others were the thralls doing the harness.</p> +<p>But as for the wains of the Markmen, they were stoutly framed of +ash-tree with panels of aspen, and they were broad-wheeled so that they +might go over rough and smooth. They had high tilts over them +well framed of willow-poles covered over with squares of black felt +over-lapping like shingles; which felt they made of the rough of their +fleeces, for they had many sheep. And these wains were to them +for houses upon the way if need were, and therein as now were stored +their meal and their war-store and after fight they would flit their +wounded men in them, such as were too sorely hurt to back a horse: nor +must it be hidden that whiles they looked to bring back with them the +treasure of the south. Moreover the folk if they were worsted +in any battle, instead of fleeing without more done, would often draw +back fighting into a garth made by these wains, and guarded by some +of their thralls; and there would abide the onset of those who had thrust +them back in the field. And this garth they called the Wain-burg.</p> +<p>So now stood three of these wains aforesaid belated amidst of the +habitations of the House, their yoke-beasts standing or lying down unharnessed +as yet to them: but in the very midst of that place was a wain unlike +to them; smaller than they but higher; square of shape as to the floor +of it; built lighter than they, yet far stronger; as the warrior is +stronger than the big carle and trencher-licker that loiters about the +hall; and from the midst of this wain arose a mast made of a tall straight +fir-tree, and thereon hung the banner of the Wolfings, wherein was wrought +the image of the Wolf, but red of hue as a token of war, and with his +mouth open and gaping upon the foemen. Also whereas the other +wains were drawn by mere oxen, and those of divers colours, as chance +would have it, the wain of the banner was drawn by ten black bulls of +the mightiest of the herd, deep-dewlapped, high-crested and curly-browed; +and their harness was decked with gold, and so was the wain itself, +and the woodwork of it painted red with vermilion. There then +stood the Banner of the House of the Wolfings awaiting the departure +of the warriors to the hosting.</p> +<p>So Thiodolf stood on the top of the bent beside that same mound wherefrom +he had blown the War-horn yester-eve, and which was called the Hill +of Speech, and he shaded his eyes with his hand and looked around him; +and even therewith the carles fell to yoking the beasts to the belated +wains, and the warriors gathered together from out of the mixed throngs, +and came from the Roof and the Man’s-door and all set their faces +toward the Hill of Speech.</p> +<p>So Thiodolf knew that all was ready for departure, and it wanted +but an hour of high-noon; so he turned about and went into the Hall, +and there found his shield and his spear hanging in his sleeping place +beside the hauberk he was wont to wear; then he looked, as one striving +with thought, at his empty hauberk and his own body covered with the +dwarf-wrought rings; nor did his face change as he took his shield and +his spear and turned away. Then he went to the dais and there +sat his foster-daughter (as men deemed her) sitting amidst of it as +yester-eve, and now arrayed in a garment of fine white wool, on the +breast whereof were wrought in gold two beasts ramping up against a +fire-altar whereon a flame flickered; and on the skirts and the hems +were other devices, of wolves chasing deer, and men shooting with the +bow; and that garment was an ancient treasure; but she had a broad girdle +of gold and gems about her middle, and on her arms and neck she wore +great gold rings wrought delicately. By then there were few save +the Hall-Sun under the Roof, and they but the oldest of the women, or +a few very old men, and some who were ailing and might not go abroad. +But before her on the thwart table lay the Great War-horn awaiting the +coming of Thiodolf to give signal of departure.</p> +<p>Then went Thiodolf to the Hall-Sun and kissed and embraced her fondly, +and she gave the horn into his hands, and he went forth and up on to +the Hill of Speech, and blew thence a short blast on the horn, and then +came all the Warriors flocking to the Hill of Speech, each man stark +in his harness, alert and joyous.</p> +<p>Then presently through the Man’s-door came the Hall-Sun in +that ancient garment, which fell straight and stiff down to her ancles +as she stepped lightly and slowly along, her head crowned with a garland +of eglantine. In her right hand also she held a great torch of +wax lighted, whose flame amidst the bright sunlight looked like a wavering +leaf of vermilion.</p> +<p>The warriors saw her, and made a lane for her, and she made her way +through it up to the Hill of Speech, and she went up to the top of it +and stood there holding the lighted candle in her hand, so that all +might see it. Then suddenly was there as great a silence as there +may be on a forenoon of summer; for even the thralls down in the meadow +had noted what was toward, and ceased their talking and shouting, for +as far off as they were, since they could see that the Hall-Sun stood +on the Hill of Speech, for the wood was dark behind her; so they knew +the Farewell Flame was lighted, and that the maiden would speak; and +to all men her speech was a boding of good or of ill.</p> +<p>So she began in a sweet voice yet clear and far-reaching:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O Warriors of the Wolfings by the token of the +flame<br /> +That here in my right hand flickers, come aback to the House of the +Name!<br /> +For there yet burneth the Hall-Sun beneath the Wolfing roof,<br /> +And this flame is litten from it, nor as now shall it fare aloof<br /> +Till again it seeth the mighty and the men to be gleaned from the fight.<br /> +So wend ye as weird willeth and let your hearts be light;<br /> +For through your days of battle all the deeds of our days shall be fair.<br /> +To-morrow beginneth the haysel, as if every carle were here;<br /> +And who knoweth ere your returning but the hook shall smite the corn?<br /> +But the kine shall go down to the meadow as their wont is every morn,<br /> +And each eve shall come back to the byre; and the mares and foals afield<br /> +Shall ever be heeded duly; and all things shall their increase yield.<br /> +And if it shall befal us that hither cometh a foe<br /> +Here have we swains of the shepherds good players with the bow,<br /> +And old men battle-crafty whose might is nowise spent,<br /> +And women fell and fearless well wont to tread the bent<br /> +Amid the sheep and the oxen; and their hands are hard with the spear<br /> +And their arms are strong and stalwart the battle shield to bear;<br /> +And store of weapons have we and the mighty walls of the stead;<br /> +And the Roof shall abide you steadfast with the Hall-Sun overhead.<br /> +Lo here I quench this candle that is lit from the Hall-Sun’s flame<br /> +Which unto the Wild-wood clearing with the kin of the Wolfings came<br /> +And shall wend with their departure to the limits of the earth;<br /> +Nor again shall the torch be lighted till in sorrow or in mirth,<br /> +Overthrown or overthrowing, ye come aback once more,<br /> +And bid me bear the candle before the Wolf of War.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>As she spake the word she turned the candle downward, and thrust +it against the grass and quenched it indeed; but the whole throng of +warriors turned about, for the bulls of the banner-wain lowered their +heads in the yokes and began to draw, lowing mightily; and the wain +creaked and moved on, and all the men-at-arms followed after, and down +they went through the lanes of the corn, and a many women and children +and old men went down into the mead with them.</p> +<p>In their hearts they all wondered what the Hall-Sun’s words +might signify; for she had told them nought about the battles to be, +saving that some should come back to the Mid-mark; whereas aforetime +somewhat would she foretell to them concerning the fortune of the fight, +and now had she said to them nothing but what their own hearts told +them. Nevertheless they bore their crests high as they followed +the Wolf down into the meadow, where all was now ready for departure. +There they arrayed themselves and went down to the lip of Mirkwood-water; +and such was their array that the banner went first, save that a band +of fully armed men went before it; and behind it and about were the +others as well arrayed as they. Then went the wains that bore +their munition, with armed carles of the thrall-folk about them, who +were ever the guard of the wains, and should never leave them night +or day; and lastly went the great band of the warriors and the rest +of the thralls with them.</p> +<p>As to their war-gear, all the freemen had helms of some kind, but +not all of iron or steel; for some bore helms fashioned of horse-hide +and bull-hide covered over with the similitude of a Wolf’s muzzle; +nor were these ill-defence against a sword-stroke. Shields they +all had, and all these had the image of the Wolf marked on them, but +for many their thralls bore them on the journey. As to their body-armour +some carried long byrnies of ring-mail, some coats of leather covered +with splinters of horn laid like the shingles of a roof, and some skin-coats +only: whereof indeed there were some of which tales went that they were +better than the smith’s hammer-work, because they had had spells +sung over them to keep out steel or iron.</p> +<p>But for their weapons, they bore spears with shafts not very long, +some eight feet of our measure; and axes heavy and long-shafted; and +bills with great and broad heads; and some few, but not many of the +kindred were bowmen, and every freeman was girt with a sword; but of +the swords some were long and two-edged, some short and heavy, cutting +on one edge, and these were of the kind which they and our forefathers +long after called ‘sax.’ Thus were the freemen arrayed.</p> +<p>But for the thralls, there were many bows among them, especially +among those who were of blood alien from the Goths; the others bore +short spears, and feathered broad arrows, and clubs bound with iron, +and knives and axes, but not every man of them had a sword. Few +iron helms they had and no ringed byrnies, but most had a buckler at +their backs with no sign or symbol on it.</p> +<p>Thus then set forth the fighting men of the House of the Wolf toward +the Thing-stead of the Upper-mark where the hosting was to be, and by +then they were moving up along the side of Mirkwood-water it was somewhat +past high-noon.</p> +<p>But the stay-at-home people who had come down with them to the meadow +lingered long in that place; and much foreboding there was among them +of evil to come; and of the old folk, some remembered tales of the past +days of the Markmen, and how they had come from the ends of the earth, +and the mountains where none dwell now but the Gods of their kindreds; +and many of these tales told of their woes and their wars as they went +from river to river and from wild-wood to wild-wood before they had +established their Houses in the Mark, and fallen to dwelling there season +by season and year by year whether the days were good or ill. +And it fell into their hearts that now at last mayhappen was their abiding +wearing out to an end, and that the day should soon be when they should +have to bear the Hall-Sun through the wild-wood, and seek a new dwelling-place +afar from the troubling of these newly arisen Welsh foemen.</p> +<p>And so those of them who could not rid themselves of this foreboding +were somewhat heavier of heart than their wont was when the House went +to the War. For long had they abided there in the Mark, and the +life was sweet to them which they knew, and the life which they knew +not was bitter to them: and Mirkwood-water was become as a God to them +no less than to their fathers of old time; nor lesser was the mead where +fed the horses that they loved and the kine that they had reared, and +the sheep that they guarded from the Wolf of the Wild-wood: and they +worshipped the kind acres which they themselves and their fathers had +made fruitful, wedding them to the seasons of seed-time and harvest, +that the birth that came from them might become a part of the kindred +of the Wolf, and the joy and might of past springs and summers might +run in the blood of the Wolfing children. And a dear God indeed +to them was the Roof of the Kindred, that their fathers had built and +that they yet warded against the fire and the lightening and the wind +and the snow, and the passing of the days that devour and the years +that heap the dust over the work of men. They thought of how it +had stood, and seen so many generations of men come and go; how often +it had welcomed the new-born babe, and given farewell to the old man: +how many secrets of the past it knew; how many tales which men of the +present had forgotten, but which yet mayhap men of times to come should +learn of it; for to them yet living it had spoken time and again, and +had told them what their fathers had not told them, and it held the +memories of the generations and the very life of the Wolfings and their +hopes for the days to be.</p> +<p>Thus these poor people thought of the Gods whom they worshipped, +and the friends whom they loved, and could not choose but be heavy-hearted +when they thought that the wild-wood was awaiting them to swallow all +up, and take away from them their Gods and their friends and the mirth +of their life, and burden them with hunger and thirst and weariness, +that their children might begin once more to build the House and establish +the dwelling, and call new places by old names, and worship new Gods +with the ancient worship.</p> +<p>Such imaginations of trouble then were in the hearts of the stay-at-homes +of the Wolfings; the tale tells not indeed that all had such forebodings, +but chiefly the old folk who were nursing the end of their life-days +amidst the cherishing Kindred of the House.</p> +<p>But now they were beginning to turn them back again to the habitations, +and a thin stream was flowing through the acres, when they heard a confused +sound drawing near blended of horns and the lowing of beasts and the +shouting of men; and they looked and saw a throng of brightly clad men +coming up stream alongside of Mirkwood-water; and they were not afraid, +for they knew that it must be some other company of the Markmen journeying +to the hosting of the Folk: and presently they saw that it was the House +of the Beamings following their banner on the way to the Thing-stead. +But when the new-comers saw the throng out in the meads, some of their +young men pricked on their horses and galloped on past the women and +old men, to whom they threw a greeting, as they ran past to catch up +with the bands of the Wolfings; for between the two houses was there +affinity, and much good liking lay between them; and the stay-at-homes, +many of them, lingered yet till the main body of the Beamings came with +their banner: and their array was much like to that of the Wolfings, +but gayer; for whereas it pleased the latter to darken all their war-gear +to the colour of the grey Wolf, the Beamings polished all their gear +as bright as might be, and their raiment also was mostly bright green +of hue and much beflowered; and the sign on their banner was a green +leafy tree, and the wain was drawn by great white bulls.</p> +<p>So when their company drew anear to the throng of the stay-at-homes +they went to meet and greet each other, and tell tidings to each other; +but their banner held steadily onward amidst their converse, and in +a little while they followed it, for the way was long to the Thing-stead +of the Upper-mark.</p> +<p>So passed away the fighting men by the side of Mirkwood-water, and +the throng of the stay-at-homes melted slowly from the meadow and trickled +along through the acres to the habitations of the Wolfings, and there +they fell to doing whatso of work or play came to their hands.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER V—CONCERNING THE HALL-SUN</h2> +<p>When the warriors and the others had gone down to the mead, the Hall-Sun +was left standing on the Hill of Speech, and she stood there till she +saw the host in due array going on its ways dark and bright and beautiful; +then she made as if to turn aback to the Great Roof; but all at once +it seemed to her as if something held her back, as if her will to move +had departed from her, and that she could not put one foot before the +other. So she lingered on the Hill, and the quenched candle fell +from her hand, and presently she sank adown on the grass and sat there +with the face of one thinking intently. Yet was it with her that +a thousand thoughts were in her mind at once and no one of them uppermost, +and images of what had been and what then was flickered about in her +brain, and betwixt them were engendered images of things to be, but +unstable and not to be trowed in. So sat the Hall-Sun on the Hill +of Speech lost in a dream of the day, whose stories were as little clear +as those of a night-dream.</p> +<p>But as she sat musing thus, came to her a woman exceeding old to +look on, whom she knew not as one of the kindred or a thrall; and this +carline greeted her by the name of Hall-Sun and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Hail, Hall-Sun of the Markmen! how fares it now +with thee<br /> +When the whelps of the Woodbeast wander with the Leafage of the Tree<br /> +All up the Mirkwood-water to seek what they shall find,<br /> +The oak-boles of the battle and the war-wood stark and blind?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then answered the maiden:</p> +<blockquote><p>“It fares with me, O mother, that my soul would +fain go forth<br /> +To behold the ways of the battle, and the praise of the warriors’ +worth.<br /> +But yet is it held entangled in a maze of many a thing,<br /> +As the low-grown bramble holdeth the brake-shoots of the Spring.<br /> +I think of the thing that hath been, but no shape is in my thought;<br /> +I think of the day that passeth, and its story comes to nought.<br /> +I think of the days that shall be, nor shape I any tale.<br /> +I will hearken thee, O mother, if hearkening may avail.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>The Carline gazed at her with dark eyes that shone brightly from +amidst her brown wrinkled face: then she sat herself down beside her +and spake:</p> +<blockquote><p>“From a far folk have I wandered and I come of +an alien blood,<br /> +But I know all tales of the Wolfings and their evil and their good;<br /> +And when I heard of thy fairness, thereof I heard it said,<br /> +That for thee should be never a bridal nor a place in the warrior’s +bed.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>The maiden neither reddened nor paled, but looking with calm steady +eyes into the Carline’s face she answered:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Yea true it is, I am wedded to the mighty ones +of old,<br /> +And the fathers of the Wolfings ere the days of field and fold.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then a smile came into the eyes of the old woman and she said.</p> +<blockquote><p>“How glad shall be thy mother of thy worship and +thy worth,<br /> +And the father that begat thee if yet they dwell on earth!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But the Hall-Sun answered in the same steady manner as before:</p> +<blockquote><p>“None knoweth who is my mother, nor my very father’s +name;<br /> +But when to the House of the Wolfings a wild-wood waif I came,<br /> +They gave me a foster-mother an ancient dame and good,<br /> +And a glorious foster-father the best of all the blood.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Spake the Carline.</p> +<blockquote><p>“Yea, I have heard the story, but scarce therein +might I trow<br /> +That thou with all thy beauty wert born ’neath the oaken bough,<br /> +And hast crawled a naked baby o’er the rain-drenched autumn-grass;<br /> +Wilt thou tell the wandering woman what wise it cometh to pass<br /> +That thou art the Mid-mark’s Hall-Sun, and the sign of the Wolfings’ +gain?<br /> +Thou shalt pleasure me much by the telling, and there of shalt thou +be fain.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then answered the Hall-Sun.</p> +<blockquote><p>“Yea; thus much I remember for the first of my +memories;<br /> +That I lay on the grass in the morning and above were the boughs of +the trees.<br /> +But nought naked was I as the wood-whelp, but clad in linen white,<br /> +And adown the glades of the oakwood the morning sun lay bright.<br /> +Then a hind came out of the thicket and stood on the sunlit glade,<br /> +And turned her head toward the oak tree and a step on toward me made.<br /> +Then stopped, and bounded aback, and away as if in fear,<br /> +That I saw her no more; then I wondered, though sitting close anear<br /> +Was a she-wolf great and grisly. But with her was I wont to play,<br /> +And pull her ears, and belabour her rugged sides and grey,<br /> +And hold her jaws together, while she whimpered, slobbering<br /> +For the love of my love; and nowise I deemed her a fearsome thing.<br /> +There she sat as though she were watching, and o’er head a blue-winged +jay<br /> +Shrieked out from the topmost oak-twigs, and a squirrel ran his way<br /> +Two tree-trunks off. But the she-wolf arose up suddenly<br /> +And growled with her neck-fell bristling, as if danger drew anigh;<br /> +And therewith I heard a footstep, for nice was my ear to catch<br /> +All the noises of the wild-wood; so there did we sit at watch<br /> +While the sound of feet grew nigher: then I clapped hand on hand<br /> +And crowed for joy and gladness, for there out in the sun did stand<br /> +A man, a glorious creature with a gleaming helm on his head,<br /> +And gold rings on his arms, in raiment gold-broidered crimson-red.<br /> +Straightway he strode up toward us nor heeded the wolf of the wood<br /> +But sang as he went in the oak-glade, as a man whose thought is good,<br /> +And nought she heeded the warrior, but tame as a sheep was grown,<br /> +And trotted away through the wild-wood with her crest all laid adown.<br /> +Then came the man and sat down by the oak-bole close unto me<br /> +And took me up nought fearful and set me on his knee.<br /> +And his face was kind and lovely, so my cheek to his cheek I laid<br /> +And touched his cold bright war-helm and with his gold rings played,<br /> +And hearkened his words, though I knew not what tale they had to tell,<br /> +Yet fain was my heart of their music, and meseemed I loved him well.<br /> +So we fared for a while and were fain, till he set down my feet on the +grass,<br /> +And kissed me and stood up himself, and away through the wood did he +pass.<br /> +And then came back the she-wolf and with her I played and was fain.<br /> +Lo the first thing I remember: wilt thou have me babble again?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Spake the Carline and her face was soft and kind:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Nay damsel, long would I hearken to thy voice +this summer day.<br /> +But how didst thou leave the wild-wood, what people brought thee away?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then said the Hall-Sun:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I awoke on a time in the even, and voices I heard +as I woke;<br /> +And there was I in the wild-wood by the bole of the ancient oak,<br /> +And a ring of men was around me, and glad was I indeed<br /> +As I looked upon their faces and the fashion of their weed.<br /> +For I gazed on the red and the scarlet and the beaten silver and gold,<br /> +And blithe were their noble faces and kindly to behold,<br /> +And nought had I seen of such-like since that hour of the other day<br /> +When that warrior came to the oak glade with the little child to play.<br /> +And forth now he came, with the face that my hands had fondled before,<br /> +And a battle shield wrought fairly upon his arm he bore,<br /> +And thereon the wood-wolf’s image in ruddy gold was done.<br /> +Then I stretched out my little arms towards the glorious shining one<br /> +And he took me up and set me on his shoulder for a while<br /> +And turned about to his fellows with a blithe and joyous smile;<br /> +And they shouted aloud about me and drew forth gleaming swords<br /> +And clashed them on their bucklers; but nought I knew of the words<br /> +Of their shouting and rejoicing. So thereafter was I laid<br /> +And borne forth on the warrior’s warshield, and our way through +the wood we made<br /> +’Midst the mirth and great contentment of those fair-clad shielded +men.</p> +<p>“But no tale of the wolf and the wild-wood abides with me since +then,<br /> +And the next thing I remember is a huge and dusky hall,<br /> +A world for my little body from ancient wall to wall;<br /> +A world of many doings, and nought for me to do,<br /> +A world of many noises, and known to me were few.</p> +<p>“Time wore, and I spoke with the Wolfings and knew the speech +of the kin,<br /> +And was strange ’neath the roof no longer, as a lonely waif therein;<br /> +And I wrought as a child with my playmates and every hour looked on<br /> +Unto the next hour’s joyance till the happy day was done.<br /> +And going and coming amidst us was a woman tall and thin<br /> +With hair like the hoary barley and silver streaks therein.<br /> +And kind and sad of visage, as now I remember me,<br /> +And she sat and told us stories when we were aweary with glee,<br /> +And many of us she fondled, but me the most of all.<br /> +And once from my sleep she waked me and bore me down the hall,<br /> +In the hush of the very midnight, and I was feared thereat.<br /> +But she brought me unto the dais, and there the warrior sat,<br /> +Who took me up and kissed me, as erst within the wood;<br /> +And meseems in his arms I slumbered: but I wakened again and stood<br /> +Alone with the kindly woman, and gone was the goodly man,<br /> +And athwart the hush of the Folk-hall the moon shone bright and wan,<br /> +And the woman dealt with a lamp hung up by a chain aloft,<br /> +And she trimmed it and fed it with oil, while she chanted sweet and +soft<br /> +A song whose words I knew not: then she ran it up again,<br /> +And up in the darkness above us died the length of its wavering chain.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>“Yea,” said the carline, “this woman will have +been the Hall-Sun that came before thee. What next dost thou remember?”</p> +<p>Said the maiden:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Next I mind me of the hazels behind the People’s +Roof,<br /> +And the children running thither and the magpie flitting aloof,<br /> +And my hand in the hand of the Hall-Sun, as after the others we went,<br /> +And she soberly hearkening my prattle and the words of my intent.<br /> +And now would I call her ‘Mother,’ and indeed I loved her +well.</p> +<p>“So I waxed; and now of my memories the tale were long to tell;<br /> +But as the days passed over, and I fared to field and wood,<br /> +Alone or with my playmates, still the days were fair and good.<br /> +But the sad and kindly Hall-Sun for my fosterer now I knew,<br /> +And the great and glorious warrior that my heart clung sorely to<br /> +Was but my foster-father; and I knew that I had no kin<br /> +In the ancient House of the Wolfings, though love was warm therein.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then smiled the carline and said: “Yea, he is thy foster-father, +and yet a fond one.”</p> +<p>“Sooth is that,” said the Hall-Sun. “But +wise art thou by seeming. Hast thou come to tell me of what kindred +I am, and who is my father and who is my mother?”</p> +<p>Said the carline: “Art thou not also wise? Is it not +so that the Hall-Sun of the Wolfings seeth things that are to come?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” she said, “yet have I seen waking or sleeping +no other father save my foster-father; yet my very mother I have seen, +as one who should meet her in the flesh one day.”</p> +<p>“And good is that,” said the carline; and as she spoke +her face waxed kinder, and she said:</p> +<p>“Tell us more of thy days in the House of the Wolfings and +how thou faredst there.”</p> +<p>Said the Hall-Sun:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I waxed ’neath the Roof of the Wolfings, +till now to look upon<br /> +I was of sixteen winters, and the love of the Folk I won,<br /> +And in lovely weed they clad me like the image of a God:<br /> +And lonely now full often the wild-wood ways I trod,<br /> +And I feared no wild-wood creature, and my presence scared them nought;<br /> +And I fell to know of wisdom, and within me stirred my thought,<br /> +So that oft anights would I wander through the mead and far away,<br /> +And swim the Mirkwood-water, and amidst his eddies play<br /> +When earth was dark in the dawn-tide; and over all the folk<br /> +I knew of the beasts’ desires, as though in words they spoke.</p> +<p>“So I saw of things that should be, were they mighty things +or small,<br /> +And upon a day as it happened came the war-word to the hall,<br /> +And the House must wend to the warfield, and as they sang, and played<br /> +With the strings of the harp that even, and the mirth of the war-eve +made,<br /> +Came the sight of the field to my eyes, and the words waxed hot in me,<br /> +And I needs must show the picture of the end of the fight to be.<br /> +Then I showed them the Red Wolf bristling o’er the broken fleeing +foe;<br /> +And the war-gear of the fleers, and their banner did I show,<br /> +To wit the Ling-worm’s image with the maiden in his mouth;<br /> +There I saw my foster-father ’mid the pale blades of the South,<br /> +Till aloof swept all the handplay and the hurry of the chase,<br /> +And he lay along by an ash-tree, no helm about his face,<br /> +No byrny on his body; and an arrow in his thigh,<br /> +And a broken spear in his shoulder. Then I saw myself draw nigh<br /> +To sing the song blood-staying. Then saw I how we twain<br /> +Went ’midst of the host triumphant in the Wolfings’ banner-wain,<br /> +The black bulls lowing before us athwart the warriors’ song,<br /> +As up from Mirkwood-water we went our ways along<br /> +To the Great Roof of the Wolfings, whence streamed the women out<br /> +And the sound of their rejoicing blent with the warriors’ shout.</p> +<p>“They heard me and saw the picture, and they wotted how wise +I was grown,<br /> +And they loved me, and glad were their hearts at the tale my lips had +shown;<br /> +And my body clad as an image of a God to the field they bore,<br /> +And I held by the mast of the banner as I looked upon their war,<br /> +And endured to see unblenching on the wind-swept sunny plain<br /> +All the picture of my vision by the men-folk done again.<br /> +And over my Foster-father I sang the staunching-song,<br /> +Till the life-blood that was ebbing flowed back to his heart the strong,<br /> +And we wended back in the war-wain ’midst the gleanings of the +fight<br /> +Unto the ancient dwelling and the Hall-Sun’s glimmering light.</p> +<p>“So from that day henceforward folk hung upon my words,<br /> +For the battle of the autumn, and the harvest of the swords;<br /> +And e’en more was I loved than aforetime. So wore a year +away,<br /> +And heavy was the burden of the lore that on me lay.</p> +<p>“But my fosterer the Hall-Sun took sick at the birth of the +year,<br /> +And changed her life as the year changed, as summer drew anear.<br /> +But she knew that her life was waning, and lying in her bed<br /> +She taught me the lore of the Hall-Sun, and every word to be said<br /> +At the trimming in the midnight and the feeding in the morn,<br /> +And she laid her hands upon me ere unto the howe she was borne<br /> +With the kindred gathered about us; and they wotted her weird and her +will,<br /> +And hailed me for the Hall-Sun when at last she lay there still.<br /> +And they did on me the garment, the holy cloth of old,<br /> +And the neck-chain wrought for the goddess, and the rings of the hallowed +gold.<br /> +So here am I abiding, and of things to be I tell,<br /> +Yet know not what shall befall me nor why with the Wolfings I dwell.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then said the carline:</p> +<blockquote><p>“What seest thou, O daughter, of the journey of +to-day?<br /> +And why wendest thou not with the war-host on the battle-echoing way?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Said the Hall-Sun.</p> +<blockquote><p>“O mother, here dwelleth the Hall-Sun while the +kin hath a dwelling-place,<br /> +Nor ever again shall I look on the onset or the chase,<br /> +Till the day when the Roof of the Wolfings looketh down on the girdle +of foes,<br /> +And the arrow singeth over the grass of the kindred’s close;<br /> +Till the pillars shake with the shouting and quivers the roof-tree dear,<br /> +When the Hall of the Wolfings garners the harvest of the spear.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith she stood on her feet and turned her face to the Great +Roof, and gazed long at it, not heeding the crone by her side; and she +muttered words of whose signification the other knew not, though she +listened intently, and gazed ever at her as closely as might be.</p> +<p>Then fell the Hall-Sun utterly silent, and the lids closed over her +eyes, and her hands were clenched, and her feet pressed hard on the +daisies: her bosom heaved with sore sighs, and great tear-drops oozed +from under her eyelids and fell on to her raiment and her feet and on +to the flowery summer grass; and at the last her mouth opened and she +spake, but in a voice that was marvellously changed from that she spake +in before:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Why went ye forth, O Wolfings, from the garth +your fathers built,<br /> +And the House where sorrow dieth, and all unloosed is guilt?<br /> +Turn back, turn back, and behold it! lest your feet be over slow<br /> +When your shields are heavy-burdened with the arrows of the foe;<br /> +How ye totter, how ye stumble on the rough and corpse-strewn way!<br /> +And lo, how the eve is eating the afternoon of day!<br /> +O why are ye abiding till the sun is sunk in night<br /> +And the forest trees are ruddy with the battle-kindled light?<br /> +O rest not yet, ye Wolfings, lest void be your resting-place,<br /> +And into lands that ye know not the Wolf must turn his face,<br /> +And ye wander and ye wander till the land in the ocean cease,<br /> +And your battle bring no safety and your labour no increase.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then was she silent for a while, and her tears ceased to flow; but +presently her eyes opened once more, and she lifted up her voice and +cried aloud—</p> +<blockquote><p>“I see, I see! O Godfolk behold it from aloof,<br /> +How the little flames steal flickering along the ridge of the Roof!<br /> +They are small and red ’gainst the heavens in the summer afternoon;<br /> +But when the day is dusking, white, high shall they wave to the moon.<br /> +Lo, the fire plays now on the windows like strips of scarlet cloth<br /> +Wind-waved! but look in the night-tide on the onset of its wrath,<br /> +How it wraps round the ancient timbers and hides the mighty roof<br /> +But lighteth little crannies, so lost and far aloof,<br /> +That no man yet of the kindred hath seen them ere to-night,<br /> +Since first the builder builded in loving and delight!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then again she stayed her speech with weeping and sobbing, but after +a while was still again, and then she spoke pointing toward the roof +with her right hand.</p> +<blockquote><p>“I see the fire-raisers and iron-helmed they are,<br /> +Brown-faced about the banners that their hands have borne afar.<br /> +And who in the garth of the kindred shall bear adown their shield<br /> +Since the onrush of the Wolfings they caught in the open field,<br /> +As the might of the mountain lion falls dead in the hempen net?<br /> +O Wolfings, long have ye tarried, but the hour abideth yet.<br /> +What life for the life of the people shall be given once for all,<br /> +What sorrow shall stay sorrow in the half-burnt Wolfing Hall?<br /> +There is nought shall quench the fire save the tears of the Godfolk’s +kin,<br /> +And the heart of the life-delighter, and the life-blood cast therein.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then once again she fell silent, and her eyes closed again, and the +slow tears gushed out from them, and she sank down sobbing on the grass, +and little by little the storm of grief sank and her head fell back, +and she was as one quietly asleep. Then the carline hung over +her and kissed her and embraced her; and then through her closed eyes +and her slumber did the Hall-Sun see a marvel; for she who was kissing +her was young in semblance and unwrinkled, and lovely to look on, with +plenteous long hair of the hue of ripe barley, and clad in glistening +raiment such as has been woven in no loom on earth.</p> +<p>And indeed it was the Wood-Sun in the semblance of a crone, who had +come to gather wisdom of the coming time from the foreseeing of the +Hall-Sun; since now at last she herself foresaw nothing of it, though +she was of the kindred of the Gods and the Fathers of the Goths. +So when she had heard the Hall-Sun she deemed that she knew but too +well what her words meant, and what for love, what for sorrow, she grew +sick at heart as she heard them.</p> +<p>So at last she arose and turned to look at the Great Roof; and strong +and straight, and cool and dark grey showed its ridge against the pale +sky of the summer afternoon all quivering with the heat of many hours’ +sun: dark showed its windows as she gazed on it, and stark and stiff +she knew were its pillars within.</p> +<p>Then she said aloud, but to herself: “What then if a merry +and mighty life be given for it, and the sorrow of the people be redeemed; +yet will not I give the life which is his; nay rather let him give the +bliss which is mine. But oh! how may it be that he shall die joyous +and I shall live unhappy!”</p> +<p>Then she went slowly down from the Hill of Speech, and whoso saw +her deemed her but a gangrel carline. So she went her ways and +let the wood cover her.</p> +<p>But in a little while the Hall-Sun awoke alone, and sat up with a +sigh, and she remembered nothing concerning her sight of the flickering +flame along the hall-roof, and the fire-tongues like strips of scarlet +cloth blown by the wind, nor had she any memory of her words concerning +the coming day. But the rest of her talk with the carline she +remembered, and also the vision of the beautiful woman who had kissed +and embraced her; and she knew that it was her very mother. Also +she perceived that she had been weeping, therefore she knew that she +had uttered words of wisdom. For so it fared with her at whiles, +that she knew not her own words of foretelling, but spoke them out as +if in a dream.</p> +<p>So now she went down from the Hill of Speech soberly, and turned +toward the Woman’s door of the hall, and on her way she met the +women and old men and youths coming back from the meadow with little +mirth: and there were many of them who looked shyly at her as though +they would gladly have asked her somewhat, and yet durst not. +But for her, her sadness passed away when she came among them, and she +looked kindly on this and that one of them, and entered with them into +the Woman’s Chamber, and did what came to her hand to do.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER VI—THEY TALK ON THE WAY TO THE FOLK-THING</h2> +<p>All day long one standing on the Speech-hill of the Wolfings might +have seen men in their war-array streaming along the side of Mirkwood-water, +on both sides thereof; and the last comers from the Nether-mark came +hastening all they might; for they would not be late at the trysting-place. +But these were of a kindred called the Laxings, who bore a salmon on +their banner; and they were somewhat few in number, for they had but +of late years become a House of the Markmen. Their banner-wain +was drawn by white horses, fleet and strong, and they were no great +band, for they had but few thralls with them, and all, free men and +thralls, were a-horseback; so they rode by hastily with their banner-wain, +their few munition-wains following as they might.</p> +<p>Now tells the tale of the men-at-arms of the Wolfings and the Beamings, +that soon they fell in with the Elking host, which was journeying but +leisurely, so that the Wolfings might catch up with them: they were +a very great kindred, the most numerous of all Mid-mark, and at this +time they had affinity with the Wolfings. But old men of the House +remembered how they had heard their grandsires and very old men tell +that there had been a time when the Elking House had been established +by men from out of the Wolfing kindred, and how they had wandered away +from the Mark in the days when it had been first settled, and had abided +aloof for many generations of men; and so at last had come back again +to the Mark, and had taken up their habitation at a place in Mid-mark +where was dwelling but a remnant of a House called the Thyrings, who +had once been exceeding mighty, but had by that time almost utterly +perished in a great sickness which befel in those days. So then +these two Houses, the wanderers come back and the remnant left by the +sickness of the Gods, made one House together, and increased and throve +after their coming together, and wedded with the Wolfings, and became +a very great House.</p> +<p>Gallant and glorious was their array now, as they marched along with +their banner of the Elk, which was drawn by the very beasts themselves +tamed to draught to that end through many generations; they were fatter +and sleeker than their wild-wood brethren, but not so mighty.</p> +<p>So were the men of the three kindreds somewhat mingled together on +the way. The Wolfings were the tallest and the biggest made; but +of those dark-haired men aforesaid, were there fewest amongst the Beamings, +and most among the Elkings, as though they had drawn to them more men +of alien blood during their wanderings aforesaid. So they talked +together and made each other good cheer, as is the wont of companions +in arms on the eve of battle; and the talk ran, as may be deemed, on +that journey and what was likely to come of it: and spake an Elking +warrior to a Wolfing by whom he rode:</p> +<p>“O Wolfkettle, hath the Hall-Sun had any foresight of the day +of battle?”</p> +<p>“Nay,” said the other, “when she lighted the farewell +candle, she bade us come back again, and spoke of the day of our return; +but that methinks, as thou and I would talk of it, thinking what would +be likely to befal. Since we are a great host of valiant men, +and these Welshmen <a name="citation2"></a><a href="#footnote2">{2}</a> +most valiant, and as the rumour runneth bigger-bodied men than the Hun-folk, +and so well ordered as never folk have been. So then if we overthrow +them we shall come back again; and if they overthrow us, the remnant +of us shall fall back before them till we come to our habitations; for +it is not to be looked for that they will fall in upon our rear and +prevent us, since we have the thicket of the wild-wood on our flanks.”</p> +<p>“Sooth is that,” said the Elking; “and as to the +mightiness of this folk and their customs, ye may gather somewhat from +the songs which our House yet singeth, and which ye have heard wide +about in the Mark; for this is the same folk of which a many of them +tell, making up that story-lay which is called the South-Welsh Lay; +which telleth how we have met this folk in times past when we were in +fellowship with a folk of the Welsh of like customs to ourselves: for +we of the Elkings were then but a feeble folk. So we marched with +this folk of the Kymry and met the men of the cities, and whiles we +overthrew and whiles were overthrown, but at last in a great battle +were overthrown with so great a slaughter, that the red blood rose over +the wheels of the wains, and the city-folk fainted with the work of +the slaughter, as men who mow a match in the meadows when the swathes +are dry and heavy and the afternoon of midsummer is hot; and there they +stood and stared on the field of the slain, and knew not whether they +were in Home or Hell, so fierce the fight had been.”</p> +<p>Therewith a man of the Beamings, who was riding on the other side +of the Elking, reached out over his horse’s neck and said:</p> +<p>“Yea friend, but is there not some telling of a tale concerning +how ye and your fellowship took the great city of the Welshmen of the +South, and dwelt there long.”</p> +<p>“Yea,” said the Elking, “Hearken how it is told +in the South-Welsh Lay:</p> +<blockquote><p> “‘Have ye not heard<br /> + Of the ways of Weird?<br /> + How the folk fared forth<br /> + Far away from the North?<br /> + And as light as one wendeth<br /> + Whereas the wood endeth,<br /> + When of nought is our need,<br /> + And none telleth our deed,<br /> +So Rodgeir unwearied and Reidfari wan<br /> +The town where none tarried the shield-shaking man.<br /> +All lonely the street there, and void was the way<br /> +And nought hindered our feet but the dead men that lay<br /> +Under shield in the lanes of the houses heavens-high,<br /> +All the ring-bearing swains that abode there to die.’</p> +</blockquote> +<p>“Tells the Lay, that none abode the Goths and their fellowship, +but such as were mighty enough to fall before them, and the rest, both +man and woman, fled away before our folk and before the folk of the +Kymry, and left their town for us to dwell in; as saith the Lay:</p> +<blockquote><p> “‘Glistening of gold<br /> + Did men’s eyen behold;<br /> + Shook the pale sword<br /> + O’er the unspoken word,<br /> + No man drew nigh us<br /> + With weapon to try us,<br /> + For the Welsh-wrought shield<br /> + Lay low on the field.<br /> +By man’s hand unbuilded all seemed there to be,<br /> +The walls ruddy gilded, the pearls of the sea:<br /> +Yea all things were dead there save pillar and wall,<br /> +But <i>they</i> lived and <i>they</i> said us the song of the hall;<br /> +The dear hall left to perish by men of the land,<br /> +For the Goth-folk to cherish with gold gaining hand.’</p> +</blockquote> +<p>“See ye how the Lay tells that the hall was bolder than the +men, who fled from it, and left all for our fellowship to deal with +in the days gone by?”</p> +<p>Said the Wolfing man:</p> +<p>“And as it was once, so shall it be again. Maybe we shall +go far on this journey, and see at least one of the garths of the Southlands, +even those which they call cities. For I have heard it said that +they have more cities than one only, and that so great are their kindreds, +that each liveth in a garth full of mighty houses, with a wall of stone +and lime around it; and that in every one of these garths lieth wealth +untold heaped up. And wherefore should not all this fall to the +Markmen and their valiancy?”</p> +<p>Said the Elking:</p> +<p>“As to their many cities and the wealth of them, that is sooth; +but as to each city being the habitation of each kindred, it is otherwise: +for rather it may be said of them that they have forgotten kindred, +and have none, nor do they heed whom they wed, and great is the confusion +amongst them. And mighty men among them ordain where they shall +dwell, and what shall be their meat, and how long they shall labour +after they are weary, and in all wise what manner of life shall be amongst +them; and though they be called free men who suffer this, yet may no +house or kindred gainsay this rule and order. In sooth they are +a people mighty, but unhappy.”</p> +<p>Said Wolfkettle:</p> +<p>“And hast thou learned all this from the ancient story lays, +O Hiarandi? For some of them I know, though not all, and therein +have I noted nothing of all this. Is there some new minstrel arisen +in thine House of a memory excelling all those that have gone before? +If that be so, I bid him to the Roof of the Wolfings as soon as may +be; for we lack new tales.”</p> +<p>“Nay,” said Hiarandi, “This that I tell thee is +not a tale of past days, but a tale of to-day. For there came +to us a man from out of the wild-wood, and prayed us peace, and we gave +it him; and he told us that he was of a House of the Gael, and that +his House had been in a great battle against these Welshmen, whom he +calleth the Romans; and that he was taken in the battle, and sold as +a thrall in one of their garths; and howbeit, it was not their master-garth, +yet there he learned of their customs: and sore was the lesson! +Hard was his life amongst them, for their thralls be not so well entreated +as their draught-beasts, so many do they take in battle; for they are +a mighty folk; and these thralls and those aforesaid unhappy freemen +do all tilling and herding and all deeds of craftsmanship: and above +these are men whom they call masters and lords who do nought, nay not +so much as smithy their own edge-weapons, but linger out their days +in their dwellings and out of their dwellings, lying about in the sun +or the hall-cinders, like cur-dogs who have fallen away from kind.</p> +<p>“So this man made a shift to flee away from out of that garth, +since it was not far from the great river; and being a valiant man, +and young and mighty of body, he escaped all perils and came to us through +the Mirkwood. But we saw that he was no liar, and had been very +evilly handled, for upon his body was the mark of many a stripe, and +of the shackles that had been soldered on to his limbs; also it was +more than one of these accursed people whom he had slain when he fled. +So he became our guest and we loved him, and he dwelt among us and yet +dwelleth, for we have taken him into our House. But yesterday +he was sick and might not ride with us; but may be he will follow on +and catch up with us in a day or two. And if he come not, then +will I bring him over to the Wolfings when the battle is done.”</p> +<p>Then laughed the Beaming man, and spake:</p> +<p>“How then if ye come not back, nor Wolfkettle, nor the Welsh +Guest, nor I myself? Meseemeth no one of these Southland Cities +shall we behold, and no more of the Southlanders than their war-array.”</p> +<p>“These are evil words,” said Wolfkettle, “though +such an outcome must be thought on. But why deemest thou this?”</p> +<p>Said the Beaming: “There is no Hall-Sun sitting under our Roof +at home to tell true tales concerning the Kindred every day. Yet +forsooth from time to time is a word said in our Folk-hall for good +or for evil; and who can choose but hearken thereto? And yestereve +was a woeful word spoken, and that by a man-child of ten winters.”</p> +<p>Said the Elking: “Now that thou hast told us thus much, thou +must tell us more, yea, all the word which was spoken; else belike we +shall deem of it as worse than it was.”</p> +<p>Said the Beaming: “Thus it was; this little lad brake out weeping +yestereve, when the Hall was full and feasting; and he wailed, and roared +out, as children do, and would not be pacified, and when he was asked +why he made that to do, he said: ‘Well away! Raven hath +promised to make me a clay horse and to bake it in the kiln with the +pots next week; and now he goeth to the war, and he shall never come +back, and never shall my horse be made.’ Thereat we all +laughed as ye may well deem. But the lad made a sour countenance +on us and said, ‘why do ye laugh? look yonder, what see ye?’ +‘Nay,’ said one, ‘nought but the Feast-hall wall and +the hangings of the High-tide thereon.’ Then said the lad +sobbing: ‘Ye see ill: further afield see I: I see a little plain, +on a hill top, and fells beyond it far bigger than our speech-hill: +and there on the plain lieth Raven as white as parchment; and none hath +such hue save the dead.’ Then said Raven, (and he was a +young man, and was standing thereby). ‘And well is that, +swain, to die in harness! Yet hold up thine heart; here is Gunbert +who shall come back and bake thine horse for thee.’ ‘Nay +never more,’ quoth the child, ‘For I see his pale head lying +at Raven’s feet; but his body with the green gold-broidered kirtle +I see not.’ Then was the laughter stilled, and man after +man drew near to the child, and questioned him, and asked, ‘dost +thou see me?’ ‘dost thou see me?’ And he failed +to see but few of those that asked him. Therefore now meseemeth +that not many of us shall see the cities of the South, and those few +belike shall look on their own shackles therewithal.”</p> +<p>“Nay,” said Hiarandi, “What is all this? heard +ye ever of a company of fighting men that fared afield, and found the +foe, and came back home leaving none behind them?”</p> +<p>Said the Beaming: “Yet seldom have I heard a child foretell +the death of warriors. I tell thee that hadst thou been there, +thou wouldst have thought of it as if the world were coming to an end.”</p> +<p>“Well,” said Wolfkettle, “let it be as it may! +Yet at least I will not be led away from the field by the foemen. +Oft may a man be hindered of victory, but never of death if he willeth +it.”</p> +<p>Therewith he handled a knife that hung about his neck, and went on +to say: “But indeed, I do much marvel that no word came into the +mouth of the Hall-Sun yestereven or this morning, but such as any woman +of the kindred might say.”</p> +<p>Therewith fell their talk awhile, and as they rode they came to where +the wood drew nigher to the river, and thus the Mid-mark had an end; +for there was no House had a dwelling in the Mid-mark higher up the +water than the Elkings, save one only, not right great, who mostly fared +to war along with the Elkings: and this was the Oselings, whose banner +bore the image of the Wood-ousel, the black bird with the yellow neb; +and they had just fallen into the company of the greater House.</p> +<p>So now Mid-mark was over and past, and the serried trees of the wood +came down like a wall but a little way from the lip of the water; and +scattered trees, mostly quicken-trees grew here and there on the very +water side. But Mirkwood-water ran deep swift and narrow between +high clean-cloven banks, so that none could dream of fording, and not +so many of swimming its dark green dangerous waters. And the day +wore on towards evening and the glory of the western sky was unseen +because of the wall of high trees. And still the host made on, +and because of the narrowness of the space between river and wood it +was strung out longer and looked a very great company of men. +And moreover the men of the eastern-lying part of Mid-mark, were now +marching thick and close on the other side of the river but a little +way from the Wolfings and their fellows; for nothing but the narrow +river sundered them.</p> +<p>So night fell, and the stars shone, and the moon rose, and yet the +Wolfings and their fellows stayed not, since they wotted that behind +them followed a many of the men of the Mark, both the Mid and the Nether, +and they would by no means hinder their march.</p> +<p>So wended the Markmen between wood and stream on either side of Mirkwood-water, +till now at last the night grew deep and the moon set, and it was hard +on midnight, and they had kindled many torches to light them on either +side of the water. So whereas they had come to a place where the +trees gave back somewhat from the river, which was well-grassed for +their horses and neat, and was called Baitmead, the companies on the +western side made stay there till morning. And they drew the wains +right up to the thick of the wood, and all men turned aside into the +mead from the beaten road, so that those who were following after might +hold on their way if so they would. There then they appointed +watchers of the night, while the rest of them lay upon the sward by +the side of the trees, and slept through the short summer night.</p> +<p>The tale tells not that any man dreamed of the fight to come in such +wise that there was much to tell of his dream on the morrow; many dreamed +of no fight or faring to war, but of matters little, and often laughable, +mere mingled memories of bygone time that had no waking wits to marshal +them.</p> +<p>But that man of the Beamings dreamed that he was at home watching +a potter, a man of the thralls of the House working at his wheel, and +fashioning bowls and ewers: and he had a mind to take of his clay and +fashion a horse for the lad that had bemoaned the promise of his toy. +And he tried long and failed to fashion anything; for the clay fell +to pieces in his hands; till at last it held together and grew suddenly, +not into an image of a horse, but of the Great Yule Boar, the similitude +of the Holy Beast of Frey. So he laughed in his sleep and was +glad, and leaped up and drew his sword with his clay-stained hands that +he might wave it over the Earth Boar, and swear a great oath of a doughty +deed. And therewith he found himself standing on his feet indeed, +just awakened in the cold dawn, and holding by his right hand to an +ash-sapling that grew beside him. So he laughed again, and laid +him down, and leaned back and slept his sleep out till the sun and the +voices of his fellows stirring awakened him.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER VII—THEY GATHER TO THE FOLK-MOTE</h2> +<p>When it was the morning, all the host of the Markmen was astir on +either side of the water, and when they had broken their fast, they +got speedily into array, and were presently on the road again; and the +host was now strung out longer yet, for the space between water and +wood once more diminished till at last it was no wider than ten men +might go abreast, and looking ahead it was as if the wild-wood swallowed +up both river and road.</p> +<p>But the fighting-men hastened on merrily with their hearts raised +high, since they knew that they would soon be falling in with more of +their people, and the coming fight was growing a clearer picture to +their eyes; so from side to side of the river they shouted out the cries +of their Houses, or friend called to friend across the eddies of Mirkwood-water, +and there was game and glee enough.</p> +<p>So they fared till the wood gave way before them, and lo, the beginning +of another plain, somewhat like the Mid-mark. There also the water +widened out before them, and there were eyots in it with stony shores +crowned with willow or with alder, and aspens rising from the midst +of them.</p> +<p>But as for the plain, it was thus much different from Mid-mark, that +the wood which begirt it rose on the south into low hills, and away +beyond them were other hills blue in the distance, for the most bare +of wood, and not right high, the pastures of the wild-bull and the bison, +whereas now dwelt a folk somewhat scattered and feeble; hunters and +herdsmen, with little tillage about their abodes, a folk akin to the +Markmen and allied to them. They had come into those parts later +than the Markmen, as the old tales told; which said moreover that in +days gone by a folk dwelt among those hills who were alien from the +Goths, and great foes to the Markmen; and how that on a time they came +down from their hills with a great host, together with new-comers of +their own blood, and made their way through the wild-wood, and fell +upon the Upper-mark; and how that there befel a fearful battle that +endured for three days; and the first day the Aliens worsted the Markmen, +who were but a few, since they were they of the Upper-mark only. +So the Aliens burned their houses and slew their old men, and drave +off many of their women and children; and the remnant of the men of +the Upper-mark with all that they had, which was now but little, took +refuge in an island of Mirkwood-water, where they fenced themselves +as well as they could for that night; for they expected the succour +of their kindred of the Mid-mark and the Nether-mark, unto whom they +had sped the war-arrow when they first had tidings of the onset of the +Aliens.</p> +<p>So at the sun-rising they sacrificed to the Gods twenty chieftains +of the Aliens whom they had taken, and therewithal a maiden of their +own kindred, the daughter of their war-duke, that she might lead that +mighty company to the House of the Gods; and thereto was she nothing +loth, but went right willingly.</p> +<p>There then they awaited the onset. But the men of Mid-mark +came up in the morning, when the battle was but just joined, and fell +on so fiercely that the aliens gave back, and then they of the Upper-mark +stormed out of their eyot, and fell on over the ford, and fought till +the water ran red with their blood, and the blood of the foemen. +So the Aliens gave back before the onset of the Markmen all over the +meads; but when they came to the hillocks and the tofts of the half-burned +habitations, and the wood was on their flank, they made a stand again, +and once more the battle waxed hot, for they were very many, and had +many bowmen: there fell the War-duke of the Markmen, whose daughter +had been offered up for victory, and his name was Agni, so that the +tofts where he fell have since been called Agni’s Tofts. +So that day they fought all over the plain, and a great many died, both +of the Aliens and the Markmen, and though these last were victorious, +yet when the sun went down there still were the Aliens abiding in the +Upper-mark, fenced by their wain-burg, beaten, and much diminished in +number, but still a host of men: while of the Markmen many had fallen, +and many more were hurt, because the Aliens were good bowmen.</p> +<p>But on the morrow again, as the old tale told, came up the men of +the Nether-mark fresh and unwounded; and so the battle began again on +the southern limit of the Upper-mark where the Aliens had made their +wain-burg. But not long did it endure; for the Markmen fell on +so fiercely, that they stormed over the wain-burg, and slew all before +them, and there was a very great slaughter of the Aliens; so great, +tells the old tale, that never again durst they meet the Markmen in +war.</p> +<p>Thus went forth the host of the Markmen, faring along both sides +of the water into the Upper-mark; and on the west side, where went the +Wolfings, the ground now rose by a long slope into a low hill, and when +they came unto the brow thereof, they beheld before them the whole plain +of the Upper-mark, and the dwellings of the kindred therein all girdled +about by the wild-wood; and beyond, the blue hills of the herdsmen, +and beyond them still, a long way aloof, lying like a white cloud on +the verge of the heavens, the snowy tops of the great mountains. +And as they looked down on to the plain they saw it embroidered, as +it were, round about the habitations which lay within ken by crowds +of many people, and the banners of the kindreds and the arms of men; +and many a place they saw named after the ancient battle and that great +slaughter of the Aliens.</p> +<p>On their left hand lay the river, and as it now fairly entered with +them into the Upper-mark, it spread out into wide rippling shallows +beset with yet more sandy eyots, amongst which was one much greater, +rising amidmost into a low hill, grassy and bare of tree or bush; and +this was the island whereon the Markmen stood on the first day of the +Great Battle, and it was now called the Island of the Gods.</p> +<p>Thereby was the ford, which was firm and good and changed little +from year to year, so that all Markmen knew it well and it was called +Battleford: thereover now crossed all the eastern companies, footmen +and horsemen, freemen and thralls, wains and banners, with shouting +and laughter, and the noise of horns and the lowing of neat, till all +that plain’s end was flooded with the host of the Markmen.</p> +<p>But when the eastern-abiders had crossed, they made no stay, but +went duly ordered about their banners, winding on toward the first of +the abodes on the western side of the water; because it was but a little +way southwest of this that the Thing-stead of the Upper-mark lay; and +the whole Folk was summoned thither when war threatened from the South, +just as it was called to the Thing-stead of the Nether-mark, when the +threat of war came from the North. But the western companies stayed +on the brow of that low hill till all the eastern men were over the +river, and on their way to the Thing-stead, and then they moved on.</p> +<p>So came the Wolfings and their fellows up to the dwellings of the +northernmost kindred, who were called the Daylings, and bore on their +banner the image of the rising sun. Thereabout was the Mark somewhat +more hilly and broken than in the Mid-mark, so that the Great Roof of +the Daylings, which was a very big house, stood on a hillock whose sides +had been cleft down sheer on all sides save one (which was left as a +bridge) by the labour of men, and it was a very defensible place.</p> +<p>Thereon were now gathered round about the Roof all the stay-at-homes +of the kindred, who greeted with joyous cries the men-at-arms as they +passed. Albeit one very old man, who sat in a chair near to the +edge of the sheer hill looking on the war array, when he saw the Wolfing +banner draw near, stood up to gaze on it, and then shook his head sadly, +and sank back again into his chair, and covered his face with his hands: +and when the folk saw that, a silence bred of the coldness of fear fell +on them, for that elder was deemed a foreseeing man.</p> +<p>But as those three fellows, of whose talk of yesterday the tale has +told, drew near and beheld what the old carle did (for they were riding +together this day also) the Beaming man laid his hand on Wolfkettle’s +rein and said:</p> +<p>“Lo you, neighbour, if thy Vala hath seen nought, yet hath +this old man seen somewhat, and that somewhat even as the little lad +saw it. Many a mother’s son shall fall before the Welshmen.”</p> +<p>But Wolfkettle shook his rein free, and his face reddened as of one +who is angry, yet he kept silence, while the Elking said:</p> +<p>“Let be, Toti! for he that lives shall tell the tale to the +foreseers, and shall make them wiser than they are to-day.”</p> +<p>Then laughed Toti, as one who would not be thought to be too heedful +of the morrow. But Wolfkettle brake out into speech and rhyme, +and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O warriors, the Wolfing kindred shall live or +it shall die;<br /> +And alive it shall be as the oak-tree when the summer storm goes by;<br /> +But dead it shall be as its bole, that they hew for the corner-post<br /> +Of some fair and mighty folk-hall, and the roof of a war-fain host.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>So therewith they rode their ways past the abode of the Daylings.</p> +<p>Straight to the wood went all the host, and so into it by a wide +way cleft through the thicket, and in some thirty minutes they came +thereby into a great wood-lawn cleared amidst of it by the work of men’s +hands. There already was much of the host gathered, sitting or +standing in a great ring round about a space bare of men, where amidmost +rose a great mound raised by men’s hands and wrought into steps +to be the sitting-places of the chosen elders and chief men of the kindred; +and atop the mound was flat and smooth save for a turf bench or seat +that went athwart it whereon ten men might sit.</p> +<p>All the wains save the banner-wains had been left behind at the Dayling +abode, nor was any beast there save the holy beasts who drew the banner-wains +and twenty white horses, that stood wreathed about with flowers within +the ring of warriors, and these were for the burnt offering to be given +to the Gods for a happy day of battle. Even the war-horses of +the host they must leave in the wood without the wood-lawn, and all +men were afoot who were there.</p> +<p>For this was the Thing-stead of the Upper-mark, and the holiest place +of the Markmen, and no beast, either neat, sheep, or horse might pasture +there, but was straightway slain and burned if he wandered there; nor +might any man eat therein save at the holy feasts when offerings were +made to the Gods.</p> +<p>So the Wolfings took their place there in the ring of men with the +Elkings on their right hand and the Beamings on their left. And +in the midst of the Wolfing array stood Thiodolf clad in the dwarf-wrought +hauberk: but his head was bare; for he had sworn over the Cup of Renown +that he would fight unhelmed throughout all that trouble, and would +bear no shield in any battle thereof however fierce the onset might +be.</p> +<p>Short, and curling close to his head was his black hair, a little +grizzled, so that it looked like rings of hard dark iron: his forehead +was high and smooth, his lips full and red, his eyes steady and wide-open, +and all his face joyous with the thought of the fame of his deeds, and +the coming battle with a foeman whom the Markmen knew not yet.</p> +<p>He was tall and wide-shouldered, but so exceeding well fashioned +of all his limbs and body that he looked no huge man. He was a +man well beloved of women, and children would mostly run to him gladly +and play with him. A most fell warrior was he, whose deeds no +man of the Mark could equal, but blithe of speech even when he was sorrowful +of mood, a man that knew not bitterness of heart: and for all his exceeding +might and valiancy, he was proud and high to no man; so that the very +thralls loved him.</p> +<p>He was not abounding in words in the field; nor did he use much the +custom of those days in reviling and defying with words the foe that +was to be smitten with swords.</p> +<p>There were those who had seen him in the field for the first time +who deemed him slack at the work: for he would not always press on with +the foremost, but would hold him a little aback, and while the battle +was young he forbore to smite, and would do nothing but help a kinsman +who was hard pressed, or succour the wounded. So that if men were +dealing with no very hard matter, and their hearts were high and overweening, +he would come home at whiles with unbloodied blade. But no man +blamed him save those who knew him not: for his intent was that the +younger men should win themselves fame, and so raise their courage, +and become high-hearted and stout.</p> +<p>But when the stour was hard, and the battle was broken, and the hearts +of men began to fail them, and doubt fell upon the Markmen, then was +he another man to see: wise, but swift and dangerous, rushing on as +if shot out by some mighty engine: heedful of all, on either side and +in front; running hither and thither as the fight failed and the fire +of battle faltered; his sword so swift and deadly that it was as if +he wielded the very lightening of the heavens: for with the sword it +was ever his wont to fight.</p> +<p>But it must be said that when the foemen turned their backs, and +the chase began, then Thiodolf would nowise withhold his might as in +the early battle, but ever led the chase, and smote on the right hand +and on the left, sparing none, and crying out to the men of the kindred +not to weary in their work, but to fulfil all the hours of their day.</p> +<p>For thuswise would he say and this was a word of his:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Let us rest to-morrow, fellows, since to-day we +have fought amain!<br /> +Let not these men we have smitten come aback on our hands again,<br /> +And say ‘Ye Wolfing warriors, ye have done your work but ill,<br /> +Fall to now and do it again, like the craftsman who learneth his skill.’”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Such then was Thiodolf, and ever was he the chosen leader of the +Wolfings and often the War-duke of the whole Folk.</p> +<p>By his side stood the other chosen leader, whose name was Heriulf; +a man well stricken in years, but very mighty and valiant; wise in war +and well renowned; of few words save in battle, and therein a singer +of songs, a laugher, a joyous man, a merry companion. He was a +much bigger man than Thiodolf; and indeed so huge was his stature, that +he seemed to be of the kindred of the Mountain Giants; and his bodily +might went with his stature, so that no one man might deal with him +body to body. His face was big; his cheek-bones high; his nose +like an eagle’s neb, his mouth wide, his chin square and big; +his eyes light-grey and fierce under shaggy eyebrows: his hair white +and long.</p> +<p>Such were his raiment and weapons, that he wore a coat of fence of +dark iron scales sewn on to horse-hide, and a dark iron helm fashioned +above his brow into the similitude of the Wolf’s head with gaping +jaws; and this he had wrought for himself with his own hands, for he +was a good smith. A round buckler he bore and a huge twibill, +which no man of the kindred could well wield save himself; and it was +done both blade and shaft with knots and runes in gold; and he loved +that twibill well, and called it the Wolf’s Sister.</p> +<p>There then stood Heriulf, looking no less than one of the forefathers +of the kindred come back again to the battle of the Wolfings.</p> +<p>He was well-beloved for his wondrous might, and he was no hard man, +though so fell a warrior, and though of few words, as aforesaid, was +a blithe companion to old and young. In numberless battles had +he fought, and men deemed it a wonder that Odin had not taken to him +a man so much after his own heart; and they said it was neighbourly +done of the Father of the Slain to forbear his company so long, and +showed how well he loved the Wolfing House.</p> +<p>For a good while yet came other bands of Markmen into the Thing-stead; +but at last there was an end of their coming. Then the ring of +men opened, and ten warriors of the Daylings made their way through +it, and one of them, the oldest, bore in his hand the War-horn of the +Daylings; for this kindred had charge of the Thing-stead, and of all +appertaining to it. So while his nine fellows stood round about +the Speech-Hill, the old warrior clomb up to the topmost of it, and +blew a blast on the horn. Thereon they who were sitting rose up, +and they who were talking each to each held their peace, and the whole +ring drew nigher to the hill, so that there was a clear space behind +them ’twixt them and the wood, and a space before them between +them and the hill, wherein were those nine warriors, and the horses +for the burnt-offering, and the altar of the Gods; and now were all +well within ear-shot of a man speaking amidst the silence in a clear +voice.</p> +<p>But there were gathered of the Markmen to that place some four thousand +men, all chosen warriors and doughty men; and of the thralls and aliens +dwelling with them they were leading two thousand. But not all +of the freemen of the Upper-mark could be at the Thing; for needs must +there be some guard to the passes of the wood toward the south and the +hills of the herdsmen, whereas it was no wise impassable to a wisely +led host: so five hundred men, what of freemen, what of thralls, abode +there to guard the wild-wood; and these looked to have some helping +from the hill-men.</p> +<p>Now came an ancient warrior into the space between the men and the +wild-wood holding in his hand a kindled torch; and first he faced due +south by the sun, then, turning, he slowly paced the whole circle going +from east to west, and so on till he had reached the place he started +from: then he dashed the torch to the ground and quenched the fire, +and so went his ways to his own company again.</p> +<p>Then the old Dayling warrior on the mound-top drew his sword, and +waved it flashing in the sun toward the four quarters of the heavens; +and thereafter blew again a blast on the War-horn. Then fell utter +silence on the whole assembly, and the wood was still around them, save +here and there the stamping of a war-horse or the sound of his tugging +at the woodland grass; for there was little resort of birds to the depths +of the thicket, and the summer morning was windless.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER VIII—THE FOLK-MOTE OF THE MARKMEN</h2> +<p>So the Dayling warrior lifted up his voice and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O kindreds of the Markmen, hearken the words I +say;<br /> +For no chancehap assembly is gathered here to-day.<br /> +The fire hath gone around us in the hands of our very kin,<br /> +And twice the horn hath sounded, and the Thing is hallowed in.<br /> +Will ye hear or forbear to hearken the tale there is to tell?<br /> +There are many mouths to tell it, and a many know it well.<br /> +And the tale is this, that the foemen against our kindreds fare<br /> +Who eat the meadows desert, and burn the desert bare.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then sat he down on the turf seat; but there arose a murmur in the +assembly as of men eager to hearken; and without more ado came a man +out of a company of the Upper-mark, and clomb up to the top of the Speech-Hill, +and spoke in a loud voice:</p> +<p>“I am Bork, a man of the Geirings of the Upper-mark: two days +ago I and five others were in the wild-wood a-hunting, and we wended +through the thicket, and came into the land of the hill-folk; and after +we had gone a while we came to a long dale with a brook running through +it, and yew-trees scattered about it and a hazel copse at one end; and +by the copse was a band of men who had women and children with them, +and a few neat, and fewer horses; but sheep were feeding up and down +the dale; and they had made them booths of turf and boughs, and were +making ready their cooking fires, for it was evening. So when +they saw us, they ran to their arms, but we cried out to them in the +tongue of the Goths and bade them peace. Then they came up the +bent to us and spake to us in the Gothic tongue, albeit a little diversely +from us; and when we had told them what and whence we were, they were +glad of us, and bade us to them, and we went, and they entreated us +kindly, and made us such cheer as they might, and gave us mutton to +eat, and we gave them venison of the wild-wood which we had taken, and +we abode with them there that night.</p> +<p>“But they told us that they were a house of the folk of the +herdsmen, and that there was war in the land, and that the people thereof +were fleeing before the cruelty of a host of warriors, men of a mighty +folk, such as the earth hath not heard of, who dwell in great cities +far to the south; and how that this host had crossed the mountains, +and the Great Water that runneth from them, and had fallen upon their +kindred, and overcome their fighting-men, and burned their dwellings, +slain their elders, and driven their neat and their sheep, yea, and +their women and children in no better wise than their neat and sheep.</p> +<p>“And they said that they had fled away thus far from their +old habitations, which were a long way to the south, and were now at +point to build them dwellings there in that Dale of the Hazels, and +to trust to it that these Welshmen, whom they called Romans, would not +follow so far, and that if they did, they might betake them to the wild-wood, +and let the thicket cover them, they being so nigh to it.</p> +<p>“Thus they told us; wherefore we sent back one of our fellowship, +Birsti of the Geirings, to tell the tale; and one of the herdsmen folk +went with him, but we ourselves went onward to hear more of these Romans; +for the folk when we asked them, said that they had been in battle against +them, but had fled away for fear of their rumour only. Therefore +we went on, and a young man of this kindred, who named themselves the +Hrutings of the Fell-folk, went along with us. But the others +were sore afeard, for all they had weapons.</p> +<p>“So as we went up the land we found they had told us the very +sooth, and we met divers Houses, and bands, and broken men, who were +fleeing from this trouble, and many of them poor and in misery, having +lost their flocks and herds as well as their roofs; and this last be +but little loss to them, as their dwellings are but poor, and for the +most part they have no tillage. Now of these men, we met not a +few who had been in battle with the Roman host, and much they told us +of their might not to be dealt with, and their mishandling of those +whom they took, both men and women; and at the last we heard true tidings +how they had raised them a garth, and made a stronghold in the midst +of the land, as men who meant abiding there, so that neither might the +winter drive them aback, and that they might be succoured by their people +on the other side of the Great River; to which end they have made other +garths, though not so great, on the road to that water, and all these +well and wisely warded by tried men. For as to the Folks on the +other side of the Water, all these lie under their hand already, what +by fraud what by force, and their warriors go with them to the battle +and help them; of whom we met bands now and again, and fought with them, +and took men of them, who told us all this and much more, over long +to tell of here.”</p> +<p>He paused and turned about to look on the mighty assembly, and his +ears drank in the long murmur that followed his speaking, and when it +had died out he spake again, but in rhyme:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Lo thus much of my tidings! But this too +it behoveth to tell,<br /> +That these masterful men of the cities of the Markmen know full well:<br /> +And they wot of the well-grassed meadows, and the acres of the Mark,<br /> +And our life amidst of the wild-wood like a candle in the dark;<br /> +And they know of our young men’s valour and our women’s +loveliness,<br /> +And our tree would they spoil with destruction if its fruit they may +never possess.<br /> +For their lust is without a limit, and nought may satiate<br /> +Their ravening maw; and their hunger if ye check it turneth to hate,<br /> +And the blood-fever burns in their bosoms, and torment and anguish and +woe<br /> +O’er the wide field ploughed by the sword-blade for the coming +years they sow;<br /> +And ruth is a thing forgotten and all hopes they trample down;<br /> +And whatso thing is steadfast, whatso of good renown,<br /> +Whatso is fair and lovely, whatso is ancient sooth<br /> +In the bloody marl shall they mingle as they laugh for lack of ruth.<br /> +Lo the curse of the world cometh hither; for the men that we took in +the land<br /> +Said thus, that their host is gathering with many an ordered band<br /> +To fall on the wild-wood passes and flood the lovely Mark,<br /> +As the river over the meadows upriseth in the dark.<br /> +Look to it, O ye kindred! availeth now no word<br /> +But the voice of the clashing of iron, and the sword-blade on the sword.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he made an end, and deeper and longer was the murmur of +the host of freemen, amidst which Bork gat him down from the Speech-Hill, +his weapons clattering about him, and mingled with the men of his kindred.</p> +<p>Then came forth a man of the kin of the Shieldings of the Upper-mark, +and clomb the mound; and he spake in rhyme from beginning to end; for +he was a minstrel of renown:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Lo I am a man of the Shieldings and Geirmund is +my name;<br /> +A half-moon back from the wild-wood out into the hills I came,<br /> +And I went alone in my war-gear; for we have affinity<br /> +With the Hundings of the Fell-folk, and with them I fain would be;<br /> +For I loved a maid of their kindred. Now their dwelling was not +far<br /> +From the outermost bounds of the Fell-folk, and bold in the battle they +are,<br /> +And have met a many people, and held their own abode.<br /> +Gay then was the heart within me, as over the hills I rode<br /> +And thought of the mirth of to-morrow and the sweet-mouthed Hunding +maid<br /> +And their old men wise and merry and their young men unafraid,<br /> +And the hall-glee of the Hundings and the healths o’er the guesting +cup.<br /> +But as I rode the valley, I saw a smoke go up<br /> +O’er the crest of the last of the grass-hills ’twixt me +and the Hunding roof,<br /> +And that smoke was black and heavy: so a while I bided aloof,<br /> +And drew my girths the tighter, and looked to the arms I bore<br /> +And handled my spear for the casting; for my heart misgave me sore,<br /> +For nought was that pillar of smoke like the guest-fain cooking-fire.<br /> +I lingered in thought for a minute, then turned me to ride up higher,<br /> +And as a man most wary up over the bent I rode,<br /> +And nigh hid peered o’er the hill-crest adown on the Hunding abode;<br /> +And forsooth ’twas the fire wavering all o’er the roof of +old,<br /> +And all in the garth and about it lay the bodies of the bold;<br /> +And bound to a rope amidmost were the women fair and young,<br /> +And youths and little children, like the fish on a withy strung<br /> +As they lie on the grass for the angler before the beginning of night.<br /> +Then the rush of the wrath within me for a while nigh blinded my sight;<br /> +Yet about the cowering war-thralls, short dark-faced men I saw,<br /> +Men clad in iron armour, this way and that way draw,<br /> +As warriors after the battle are ever wont to do.<br /> +Then I knew them for the foemen and their deeds to be I knew,<br /> +And I gathered the reins together to ride down the hill amain,<br /> +To die with a good stroke stricken and slay ere I was slain.<br /> +When lo, on the bent before me rose the head of a brown-faced man,<br /> +Well helmed and iron-shielded, who some Welsh speech began<br /> +And a short sword brandished against me; then my sight cleared and I +saw<br /> +Five others armed in likewise up hill and toward me draw,<br /> +And I shook the spear and sped it and clattering on his shield<br /> +He fell and rolled o’er smitten toward the garth and the Fell-folk’s +field.</p> +<p>“But my heart changed with his falling and the speeding of +my stroke,<br /> +And I turned my horse; for within me the love of life awoke,<br /> +And I spurred, nor heeded the hill-side, but o’er rough and smooth +I rode<br /> +Till I heard no chase behind me; then I drew rein and abode.<br /> +And down in a dell was I gotten with a thorn-brake in its throat,<br /> +And heard but the plover’s whistle and the blackbird’s broken +note<br /> +’Mid the thorns; when lo! from a thorn-twig away the blackbird +swept,<br /> +And out from the brake and towards me a naked man there crept,<br /> +And straight I rode up towards him, and knew his face for one<br /> +I had seen in the hall of the Hundings ere its happy days were done.<br /> +I asked him his tale, but he bade me forthright to bear him away;<br /> +So I took him up behind me, and we rode till late in the day,<br /> +Toward the cover of the wild-wood, and as swiftly as we might.<br /> +But when yet aloof was the thicket and it now was moonless night,<br /> +We stayed perforce for a little, and he told me all the tale:<br /> +How the aliens came against them, and they fought without avail<br /> +Till the Roof o’er their heads was burning and they burst forth +on the foe,<br /> +And were hewn down there together; nor yet was the slaughter slow.<br /> +But some they saved for thralldom, yea, e’en of the fighting men,<br /> +Or to quell them with pains; so they stripped them; and this man espying +just then<br /> +Some chance, I mind not whatwise, from the garth fled out and away.</p> +<p>“Now many a thing noteworthy of these aliens did he say,<br /> +But this I bid you hearken, lest I wear the time for nought,<br /> +That still upon the Markmen and the Mark they set their thought;<br /> +For they questioned this man and others through a go-between in words<br /> +Of us, and our lands and our chattels, and the number of our swords;<br /> +Of the way and the wild-wood passes and the winter and his ways.<br /> +Now look to see them shortly; for worn are fifteen days<br /> +Since in the garth of the Hundings I saw them dight for war,<br /> +And a hardy folk and ready and a swift-foot host they are.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith Geirmund went down clattering from the Hill and stood with +his company. But a man came forth from the other side of the ring, +and clomb the Hill: he was a red-haired man, rather big, clad in a skin +coat, and bearing a bow in his hand and a quiver of arrows at his back, +and a little axe hung by his side. He said:</p> +<p>“I dwell in the House of the Hrossings of the Mid-mark, and +I am now made a man of the kindred: howbeit I was not born into it; +for I am the son of a fair and mighty woman of a folk of the Kymry, +who was taken in war while she went big with me; I am called Fox the +Red.</p> +<p>“These Romans have I seen, and have not died: so hearken! for +my tale shall be short for what there is in it.</p> +<p>“I am, as many know, a hunter of Mirkwood, and I know all its +ways and the passes through the thicket somewhat better than most.</p> +<p>“A moon ago I fared afoot from Mid-mark through Upper-mark +into the thicket of the south, and through it into the heath country; +and I went over a neck and came in the early dawn into a little dale +when somewhat of mist still hung over it. At the dale’s +end I saw a man lying asleep on the grass under a quicken tree, and +his shield and sword hanging over his head to a bough thereof, and his +horse feeding hoppled higher up the dale.</p> +<p>“I crept up softly to him with a shaft nocked on the string, +but when I drew near I saw him to be of the sons of the Goths. +So I doubted nothing, but laid down my bow, and stood upright, and went +to him and roused him, and he leapt up, and was wroth.</p> +<p>“I said to him, ‘Wilt thou be wroth with a brother of +the kindred meeting him in unpeopled parts?’</p> +<p>“But he reached out for his weapons; but ere he could handle +them I ran in on him so that he gat not his sword, and had scant time +to smite at me with a knife which he drew from his waist.</p> +<p>“I gave way before him for he was a very big man, and he rushed +past me, and I dealt him a blow on the side of the head with my little +axe which is called the War-babe, and gave him a great wound: and he +fell on the grass, and as it happened that was his bane.</p> +<p>“I was sorry that I had slain him, since he was a man of the +Goths: albeit otherwise he had slain me, for he was very wroth and dazed +with slumber.</p> +<p>“He died not for a while; and he bade me fetch him water; and +there was a well hard by on the other side of the tree; so I fetched +it him in a great shell that I carry, and he drank. I would have +sung the blood-staunching song over him, for I know it well. But +he said, ‘It availeth nought: I have enough: what man art thou?’</p> +<p>“I said, ‘I am a fosterling of the Hrossings, and my +mother was taken in war: my name is Fox.’</p> +<p>“Said he; ‘O Fox, I have my due at thy hands, for I am +a Markman of the Elkings, but a guest of the Burgundians beyond the +Great River; and the Romans are their masters and they do their bidding: +even so did I who was but their guest: and I a Markman to fight against +the Markmen, and all for fear and for gold! And thou an alien-born +hast slain their traitor and their dastard! This is my due. +Give me to drink again.’</p> +<p>“So did I; and he said; ‘Wilt thou do an errand for me +to thine own house?’ ‘Yea,’ said I.</p> +<p>“Said he, ‘I am a messenger to the garth of the Romans, +that I may tell the road to the Mark, and lead them through the thicket; +and other guides are coming after me: but not yet for three days or +four. So till they come there will be no man in the Roman garth +to know thee that thou art not even I myself. If thou art doughty, +strip me when I am dead and do my raiment on thee, and take this ring +from my neck, for that is my token, and when they ask thee for a word +say, “<i>No limit</i>”; for that is the token-word. +Go south-east over the dales keeping Broadshield-fell square with thy +right hand, and let thy wisdom, O Fox, lead thee to the Garth of the +Romans, and so back to thy kindred with all tidings thou hast gathered—for +indeed they come—a many of them. Give me to drink.’</p> +<p>“So he drank again, and said, ‘The bearer of this token +is called Hrosstyr of the River Goths. He hath that name among +dastards. Thou shalt lay a turf upon my head. Let my death +pay for my life.’</p> +<p>“Therewith he fell back and died. So I did as he bade +me and took his gear, worth six kine, and did it on me; I laid turf +upon him in that dale, and hid my bow and my gear in a blackthorn brake +hard by, and then took his horse and rode away.</p> +<p>“Day and night I rode till I came to the garth of the Romans; +there I gave myself up to their watchers, and they brought me to their +Duke, a grim man and hard. He said in a terrible voice, ‘Thy +name?’ I said, ‘Hrosstyr of the River Goths.’ +He said, ‘What limit?’ I answered, ‘<i>No limit</i>.’ +‘The token!’ said he, and held out his hand. I gave +him the ring. ‘Thou art the man,’ said he.</p> +<p>“I thought in my heart, ‘thou liest, lord,’ and +my heart danced for joy.</p> +<p>“Then he fell to asking me questions a many, and I answered +every one glibly enough, and told him what I would, but no word of truth +save for his hurt, and my soul laughed within me at my lies; thought +I, the others, the traitors, shall come, and they shall tell him the +truth, and he will not trow it, or at the worst he will doubt them. +But me he doubted nothing, else had he called in the tormentors to have +the truth of me by pains; as I well saw afterwards, when they questioned +with torments a man and a woman of the hill-folk whom they had brought +in captive.</p> +<p>“I went from him and went all about that garth espying everything, +fearing nothing; albeit there were divers woful captives of the Goths, +who cursed me for a dastard, when they saw by my attire that I was of +their blood.</p> +<p>“I abode there three days, and learned all that I might of +the garth and the host of them, and the fourth day in the morning I +went out as if to hunt, and none hindered me, for they doubted me not.</p> +<p>“So I came my ways home to the Upper-mark, and was guested +with the Geirings. Will ye that I tell you somewhat of the ways +of these Romans of the garth? The time presses, and my tale runneth +longer than I would. What will ye?”</p> +<p>Then there arose a murmur, “Tell all, tell all.” +“Nay,” said the Fox, “All I may not tell; so much +did I behold there during the three days’ stay; but this much +it behoveth you to know: that these men have no other thought save to +win the Mark and waste it, and slay the fighting men and the old carles, +and enthrall such as they will, that is, all that be fair and young, +and they long sorely for our women either to have or to sell.</p> +<p>“As for their garth, it is strongly walled about with a dyke +newly dug; on the top thereof are they building a wall made of clay, +and burned like pots into ashlar stones hard and red, and these are +laid in lime.</p> +<p>“It is now the toil of the thralls of our blood whom they have +taken, both men and women, to dig that clay and to work it, and bear +it to kilns, and to have for reward scant meat and many stripes. +For it is a grim folk, that laugheth to see others weep.</p> +<p>“Their men-at-arms are well dight and for the most part in +one way: they are helmed with iron, and have iron on their breasts and +reins, and bear long shields that cover them to the knees. They +are girt with a sax and have a heavy casting-spear. They are dark-skinned +and ugly of aspect, surly and of few words: they drink little, and eat +not much.</p> +<p>“They have captains of tens and of hundreds over them, and +that war-duke over all; he goeth to and fro with gold on his head and +his breast, and commonly hath a cloak cast over him of the colour of +the crane’s-bill blossom.</p> +<p>“They have an altar in the midst of their burg, and thereon +they sacrifice to their God, who is none other than their banner of +war, which is an image of the ravening eagle with outspread wings; but +yet another God they have, and look you! it is a wolf, as if they were +of the kin of our brethren; a she-wolf and two man-children at her dugs; +wonderful is this.</p> +<p>“I tell you that they are grim; and know it by this token: +those captains of tens, and of hundreds, spare not to smite the warriors +with staves even before all men, when all goeth not as they would; and +yet, though they be free men, and mighty warriors, they endure it and +smite not in turn. They are a most evil folk.</p> +<p>“As to their numbers, they of the burg are hard on three thousand +footmen of the best; and of horsemen five hundred, nowise good; and +of bowmen and slingers six hundred or more: their bows weak; their slingers +cunning beyond measure. And the talk is that when they come upon +us they shall have with them some five hundred warriors of the Over +River Goths, and others of their own folk.”</p> +<p>Then he said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O men of the Mark, will ye meet them in the meadows +and the field,<br /> +Or will ye flee before them and have the wood for a shield?<br /> +Or will ye wend to their war-burg with weapons cast away,<br /> +With your women and your children, a peace of them to pray?<br /> +So doing, not all shall perish; but most shall long to die<br /> +Ere in the garths of the Southland two moons have loitered by.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then rose the rumour loud and angry mingled with the rattle of swords +and the clash of spears on shields; but Fox said:</p> +<p>“Needs must ye follow one of these three ways. Nay, what +say I? there are but two ways and not three; for if ye flee they shall +follow you to the confines of the earth. Either these Welsh shall +take all, and our lives to boot, or we shall hold to all that is ours, +and live merrily. The sword doometh; and in three days it may +be the courts shall be hallowed: small is the space between us.”</p> +<p>Therewith he also got him down from the Hill, and joined his own +house: and men said that he had spoken well and wisely. But there +arose a noise of men talking together on these tidings; and amidst it +an old warrior of the Nether-mark strode forth and up to the Hill-top. +Gaunt and stark he was to look on; and all men knew him and he was well-beloved, +so all held their peace as he said:</p> +<p>“I am Otter of the Laxings: now needeth but few words till +the War-duke is chosen, and we get ready to wend our ways in arms. +Here have ye heard three good men and true tell of our foes, and this +last, Fox the Red, hath seen them and hath more to tell when we are +on the way; nor is the way hard to find. It were scarce well to +fall upon these men in their garth and war-burg; for hard is a wall +to slay. Better it were to meet them in the Wild-wood, which may +well be a friend to us and a wall, but to them a net. O Agni of +the Daylings, thou warder of the Thing-stead, bid men choose a War-duke +if none gainsay it.”</p> +<p>And without more words he clattered down the Hill, and went and stood +with the Laxing band. But the old Dayling arose and blew the horn, +and there was at once a great silence, amidst which he said:</p> +<p>“Children of Slains-father, doth the Folk go to the war?”</p> +<p>There was no voice but shouted “yea,” and the white swords +sprang aloft, and the westering sun swept along a half of them as they +tossed to and fro, and the others showed dead-white and fireless against +the dark wood.</p> +<p>Then again spake Agni:</p> +<p>“Will ye choose the War-duke now and once, or shall it be in +a while, after others have spoken?”</p> +<p>And the voice of the Folk went up, “Choose! Choose!”</p> +<p>Said Agni: “Sayeth any aught against it?” But no +voice of a gainsayer was heard, and Agni said:</p> +<p>“Children of Tyr, what man will ye have for a leader and a +duke of war?”</p> +<p>Then a great shout sprang up from amidst the swords: “We will +have Thiodolf; Thiodolf the Wolfing!”</p> +<p>Said Agni: “I hear no other name; are ye of one mind? hath +any aught to say against it? If that be so, let him speak now, +and not forbear to follow in the wheatfield of the spears. Speak, +ye that will not follow Thiodolf!”</p> +<p>No voice gainsaid him: then said the Dayling: “Come forth thou +War-duke of the Markmen! take up the gold ring from the horns of the +altar, set it on thine arm and come up hither!”</p> +<p>Then came forth Thiodolf into the sun, and took up the gold ring +from where it lay, and did it on his arm. And this was the ring +of the leader of the folk whenso one should be chosen: it was ancient +and daintily wrought, but not very heavy: so ancient it was that men +said it had been wrought by the dwarfs.</p> +<p>So Thiodolf went up on to the hill, and all men cried out on him +for joy, for they knew his wisdom in war. Many wondered to see +him unhelmed, but they had a deeming that he must have made oath to +the Gods thereof and their hearts were glad of it. They took note +of the dwarf-wrought hauberk, and even from a good way off they could +see what a treasure of smith’s work it was, and they deemed it +like enough that spells had been sung over it to make it sure against +point and edge: for they knew that Thiodolf was well beloved of the +Gods.</p> +<p>But when Thiodolf was on the Hill of Speech, he said:</p> +<p>“Men of the kindreds, I am your War-duke to-day; but it is +oftenest the custom when ye go to war to choose you two dukes, and I +would it were so now. No child’s play is the work that lies +before us; and if one leader chance to fall let there be another to +take his place without stop or stay. Thou Agni of the Daylings, +bid the Folk choose them another duke if so they will.”</p> +<p>Said Agni: “Good is this which our War-duke hath spoken; say +then, men of the Mark, who shall stand with Thiodolf to lead you against +the aliens?”</p> +<p>Then was there a noise and a crying of names, and more than two names +seemed to be cried out; but by far the greater part named either Otter +of the Laxings, or Heriulf of the Wolfings. True it is that Otter +was a very wise warrior, and well known to all the men of the Mark; +yet so dear was Heriulf to them, that none would have named Otter had +it not been mostly their custom not to choose both War-dukes from one +House.</p> +<p>Now spake Agni: “Children of Tyr, I hear you name more than +one name: now let each man cry out clearly the name he nameth.”</p> +<p>So the Folk cried the names once more, but this time it was clear +that none was named save Otter and Heriulf; so the Dayling was at point +to speak again, but or ever a word left his lips, Heriulf the mighty, +the ancient of days, stood forth: and when men saw that he would take +up the word there was a great silence. So he spake:</p> +<p>“Hearken, children! I am old and war-wise; but my wisdom +is the wisdom of the sword of the mighty warrior, that knoweth which +way it should wend, and hath no thought of turning back till it lieth +broken in the field. Such wisdom is good against Folks that we +have met heretofore; as when we have fought with the Huns, who would +sweep us away from the face of the earth, or with the Franks or the +Burgundians, who would quell us into being something worser than they +be. But here is a new foe, and new wisdom, and that right shifty, +do we need to meet them. One wise duke have ye gotten, Thiodolf +to wit; and he is young beside me and beside Otter of the Laxings. +And now if ye must needs have an older man to stand beside him, (and +that is not ill) take ye Otter; for old though his body be, the thought +within him is keen and supple like the best of Welsh-wrought blades, +and it liveth in the days that now are: whereas for me, meseemeth, my +thoughts are in the days bygone. Yet look to it, that I shall +not fail to lead as the sword of the valiant leadeth, or the shaft shot +by the cunning archer. Choose ye Otter; I have spoken over long.”</p> +<p>Then spoke Agni the Dayling, and laughed withal: “One man of +the Folk hath spoken for Otter and against Heriulf—now let others +speak if they will!”</p> +<p>So the cry came forth, “Otter let it be, we will have Otter!”</p> +<p>“Speaketh any against Otter?” said Agni. But there +was no voice raised against him.</p> +<p>Then Agni said: “Come forth, Otter of the Laxings, and hold +the ring with Thiodolf.”</p> +<p>Then Otter went up on to the hill and stood by Thiodolf, and they +held the ring together; and then each thrust his hand and arm through +the ring and clasped hands together, and stood thus awhile, and all +the Folk shouted together.</p> +<p>Then spake Agni: “Now shall we hew the horses and give the +gifts to the Gods.”</p> +<p>Therewith he and the two War-dukes came down from the hill; and stood +before the altar; and the nine warriors of the Daylings stood forth +with axes to hew the horses and with copper bowls wherein to catch the +blood of them, and each hewed down his horse to the Gods, but the two +War-dukes slew the tenth and fairest: and the blood was caught in the +bowls, and Agni took a sprinkler and went round about the ring of men, +and cast the blood of the Gods’-gifts over the Folk, as was the +custom of those days.</p> +<p>Then they cut up the carcases and burned on the altar the share of +the Gods, and Agni and the War-dukes tasted thereof, and the rest they +bore off to the Daylings’ abode for the feast to be holden that +night.</p> +<p>Then Otter and Thiodolf spake apart together for awhile, and presently +went up again on to the Speech-Hill, and Thiodolf said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O kindreds of the Markmen; to-morrow with the +day<br /> +We shall wend up Mirkwood-water to bar our foes the way;<br /> +And there shall we make our wain-burg on the edges of the wood,<br /> +Where in the days past over at last the aliens stood,<br /> +The Slaughter Tofts ye call it. There tidings shall we get<br /> +If the curse of the world is awakened, and the serpent crawleth yet<br /> +Amidst the Mirkwood thicket; and when the sooth we know,<br /> +Then bearing battle with us through the thicket shall we go,<br /> +The ancient Wood-wolf’s children, and the People of the Shield,<br /> +And the Spear-kin and the Horse-kin, while the others keep the field<br /> +About the warded wain-burg; for not many need we there<br /> +Where amidst of the thickets’ tangle and the woodland net they +fare,<br /> +And the hearts of the aliens falter and they curse the fight ne’er +done,<br /> +And wonder who is fighting and which way is the sun.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Thus he spoke; then Agni took up the war-horn again, and blew a blast, +and then he cried out:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now sunder we the Folk-mote! and the feast is +for to-night,<br /> +And to-morrow the Wayfaring; But unnamed is the day of the fight;<br /> +O warriors, look ye to it that not long we need abide<br /> +’Twixt the hour of the word we have spoken, and our fair-fame’s +blooming tide!<br /> +For then ’midst the toil and the turmoil shall we sow the seeds +of peace,<br /> +And the Kindreds’ long endurance, and the Goth-folk’s great +increase.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then arose the last great shout, and soberly and in due order, kindred +by kindred, they turned and departed from the Thing-stead and went their +way through the wood to the abode of the Daylings.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER IX—THE ANCIENT MAN OF THE DAYLINGS</h2> +<p>There still hung the more part of the stay-at-homes round about the +Roof. But on the plain beneath the tofts were all the wains of +the host drawn up round about a square like the streets about a market-place; +all these now had their tilts rigged over them, some white, some black, +some red, some tawny of hue; and some, which were of the Beamings, green +like the leafy tree.</p> +<p>The warriors of the host went down into this wain-town, which they +had not fenced in any way, since they in no wise looked for any onset +there; and there were their thralls dighting the feast for them, and +a many of the Dayling kindred, both men and women, went with them; but +some men did the Daylings bring into their Roof, for there was room +for a good many besides their own folk. So they went over the +Bridge of turf into the garth and into the Great Roof of the Daylings; +and amongst these were the two War-dukes.</p> +<p>So when they came to the dais it was as fair all round about there +as might well be; and there sat elders and ancient warriors to welcome +the guests; and among them was the old carle who had sat on the edge +of the burg to watch the faring of the host, and had shuddered back +at the sight of the Wolfing Banner.</p> +<p>And when the old carle saw the guests, he fixed his eyes on Thiodolf, +and presently came up and stood before him; and Thiodolf looked on the +old man, and greeted him kindly and smiled on him; but the carle spake +not till he had looked on him a while; and at last he fell a-trembling, +and reached his hands out to Thiodolf’s bare head, and handled +his curls and caressed them, as a mother does with her son, even if +he be a grizzled-haired man, when there is none by: and at last he said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“How dear is the head of the mighty, and the apple +of the tree<br /> +That blooms with the life of the people which is and yet shall be!<br /> +It is helmed with ancient wisdom, and the long remembered thought,<br /> +That liveth when dead is the iron, and its very rust but nought.<br /> +Ah! were I but young as aforetime, I would fare to the battle-stead<br /> +And stand amidst of the spear-hail for the praise of the hand and the +head!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then his hands left Thiodolf’s head, and strayed down to his +shoulders and his breast, and he felt the cold rings of the hauberk, +and let his hands fall down to his side again; and the tears gushed +out of his old eyes and again he spake:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O house of the heart of the mighty, O breast of +the battle-lord<br /> +Why art thou coldly hidden from the flickering flame of the sword?<br /> +I know thee not, nor see thee; thou art as the fells afar<br /> +Where the Fathers have their dwelling, and the halls of Godhome are:<br /> +The wind blows wild betwixt us, and the cloud-rack flies along,<br /> +And high aloft enfoldeth the dwelling of the strong;<br /> +They are, as of old they have been, but their hearths flame not for +me;<br /> +And the kindness of their feast-halls mine eyes shall never see.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Thiodolf’s lips still smiled on the old man, but a shadow had +come over his eyes and his brow; and the chief of the Daylings and their +mighty guests stood by listening intently with the knit brows of anxious +men; nor did any speak till the ancient man again betook him to words:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I came to the house of the foeman when hunger +made me a fool;<br /> +And the foeman said, ‘Thou art weary, lo, set thy foot on the +stool;’<br /> +And I stretched out my feet,—and was shackled: and he spake with +a dastard’s smile,<br /> +‘O guest, thine hands are heavy; now rest them for a while!’<br /> +So I stretched out my hands, and the hand-gyves lay cold on either wrist:<br /> +And the wood of the wolf had been better than that feast-hall, had I +wist<br /> +That this was the ancient pit-fall, and the long expected trap,<br /> +And that now for my heart’s desire I had sold the world’s +goodhap.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith the ancient man turned slowly away from Thiodolf, and departed +sadly to his own place. Thiodolf changed countenance but little, +albeit those about him looked strangely on him, as though if they durst +they would ask him what these words might be, and if he from his hidden +knowledge might fit a meaning to them. For to many there was a +word of warning in them, and to some an evil omen of the days soon to +be; and scarce anyone heard those words but he had a misgiving in his +heart, for the ancient man was known to be foreseeing, and wild and +strange his words seemed to them.</p> +<p>But Agni would make light of it, and he said: “Asmund the Old +is of good will, and wise he is; but he hath great longings for the +deeds of men, when he hath tidings of battle; for a great warrior and +a red-hand hewer he hath been in times past; he loves the Kindred, and +deems it ill if he may not fare afield with them; for the thought of +dying in the straw is hateful to him.”</p> +<p>“Yea,” said another, “and moreover he hath seen +sons whom he loved slain in battle; and when he seeth a warrior in his +prime he becometh dear to him, and he feareth for him.”</p> +<p>“Yet,” said a third, “Asmund is foreseeing; and +may be, Thiodolf, thou wilt wot of the drift of these words, and tell +us thereof.”</p> +<p>But Thiodolf spake nought of the matter, though in his heart he pondered +it.</p> +<p>So the guests were led to table, and the feast began, within the +hall and without it, and wide about the plain; and the Dayling maidens +went in bands trimly decked out throughout all the host and served the +warriors with meat and drink, and sang the overword to their lays, and +smote the harp, and drew the bow over the fiddle till it laughed and +wailed and chuckled, and were blithe and merry with all, and great was +the glee on the eve of battle. And if Thiodolf’s heart were +overcast, his face showed it not, but he passed from hall to wain-burg +and from wain-burg to hall again blithe and joyous with all men. +And thereby he raised the hearts of men, and they deemed it good that +they had gotten such a War-duke, meet to uphold all hearts of men both +at the feast and in the fray.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER X—THAT CARLINE COMETH TO THE ROOF OF THE WOLFINGS</h2> +<p>Now it was three days after this that the women were gathering to +the Women’s-Chamber of the Roof of the Wolfings a little before +the afternoon changes into evening. The hearts of most were somewhat +heavy, for the doubt wherewith they had watched the departure of the +fighting-men still hung about them; nor had they any tidings from the +host (nor was it like that they should have). And as they were +somewhat down-hearted, so it seemed by the aspect of all things that +afternoon. It was not yet the evening, as is aforesaid, but the +day was worn and worsened, and all things looked weary. The sky +was a little clouded, but not much; yet was it murky down in the south-east, +and there was a threat of storm in it, and in the air close round each +man’s head, and in the very waving of the leafy boughs. +There was by this time little doing in field and fold (for the kine +were milked), and the women were coming up from the acres and the meadow +and over the open ground anigh the Roof; there was the grass worn and +dusty, and the women that trod it, their feet were tanned and worn, +and dusty also; skin-dry and weary they looked, with the sweat dried +upon them; their girt-up gowns grey and lightless, their half-unbound +hair blowing about them in the dry wind, which had in it no morning +freshness, and no evening coolness.</p> +<p>It was a time when toil was well-nigh done, but had left its aching +behind it; a time for folk to sleep and forget for a little while, till +the low sun should make it evening, and make all things fair with his +level rays; no time for anxious thoughts concerning deeds doing, wherein +the anxious ones could do nought to help. Yet such thoughts those +stay-at-homes needs must have in the hour of their toil scarce over, +their rest and mirth not begun.</p> +<p>Slowly one by one the women went in by the Women’s-door, and +the Hall-Sun sat on a stone hard by, and watched them as they passed; +and she looked keenly at all persons and all things. She had been +working in the acres, and her hand was yet on the hoe she had been using, +and but for her face her body was as of one resting after toil: her +dark blue gown was ungirded, her dark hair loose and floating, the flowers +that had wreathed it, now faded, lying strewn upon the grass before +her: her feet bare for coolness’ sake, her left hand lying loose +and open upon her knee.</p> +<p>Yet though her body otherwise looked thus listless, in her face was +no listlessness, nor rest: her eyes were alert and clear, shining like +two stars in the heavens of dawn-tide; her lips were set close, her +brow knit, as of one striving to shape thoughts hard to understand into +words that all might understand.</p> +<p>So she sat noting all things, as woman by woman went past her into +the hall, till at last she slowly rose to her feet; for there came two +young women leading between them that same old carline with whom she +had talked on the Hill-of-Speech. She looked on the carline steadfastly, +but gave no token of knowing her; but the ancient woman spoke when she +came near to the Hall-Sun, and old as her semblance was, yet did her +speech sound sweet to the Hall-Sun, and indeed to all those that heard +it and she said:</p> +<p>“May we be here to-night, O Hall-Sun, thou lovely Seeress of +the mighty Wolfings? may a wandering woman sit amongst you and eat the +meat of the Wolfings?”</p> +<p>Then spake the Hall-Sun in a sweet measured voice: “Surely +mother: all men who bring peace with them are welcome guests to the +Wolfings: nor will any ask thine errand, but we will let thy tidings +flow from thee as thou wilt. This is the custom of the kindred, +and no word of mine own; I speak to thee because thou hast spoken to +me, but I have no authority here, being myself but an alien. Albeit +I serve the House of the Wolfings, and I love it as the hound loveth +his master who feedeth him, and his master’s children who play +with him. Enter, mother, and be glad of heart, and put away care +from thee.”</p> +<p>Then the old woman drew nigher to her and sat down in the dust at +her feet, for she was now sitting down again, and took her hand and +kissed it and fondled it, and seemed loth to leave handling the beauty +of the Hall-Sun; but she looked kindly on the carline, and smiled on +her, and leaned down to her, and kissed her mouth, and said:</p> +<p>“Damsels, take care of this poor woman, and make her good cheer; +for she is wise of wit, and a friend of the Wolfings; and I have seen +her before, and spoken with her; and she loveth us. But as for +me I must needs be alone in the meads for a while; and it may be that +when I come to you again, I shall have a word to tell you.”</p> +<p>Now indeed it was in a manner true that the Hall-Sun had no authority +in the Wolfing House; yet was she so well beloved for her wisdom and +beauty and her sweet speech, that all hastened to do her will in small +matters and in great, and now as they looked at her after the old woman +had caressed her, it seemed to them that her fairness grew under their +eyes, and that they had never seen her so fair; and the sight of her +seemed so good to them, that the outworn day and its weariness changed +to them, and it grew as pleasant as the first hours of the sunlight, +when men arise happy from their rest, and look on the day that lieth +hopeful before them with all its deeds to be.</p> +<p>So they grew merry, and they led the carline into the Hall with them, +and set her down in the Women’s-Chamber, and washed her feet, +and gave her meat and drink, and bade her rest and think of nothing +troublous, and in all wise made her good cheer; and she was merry with +them, and praised their fairness and their deftness, and asked them +many questions about their weaving and spinning and carding; (howbeit +the looms were idle as then because it was midsummer, and the men gone +to the war). And this they deemed strange, as it seemed to them +that all women should know of such things; but they thought it was a +token that she came from far away.</p> +<p>But afterwards she sat among them, and told them pleasant tales of +past times and far countries, and was blithe to them and they to her +and the time wore on toward nightfall in the Women’s-Chamber.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XI—THE HALL-SUN SPEAKETH</h2> +<p>But for the Hall-Sun; she sat long on that stone by the Women’s-door; +but when the evening was now come, she arose and went down through the +cornfields and into the meadow, and wandered away as her feet took her.</p> +<p>Night was falling by then she reached that pool of Mirkwood-water, +whose eddies she knew so well. There she let the water cover her +in the deep stream, and she floated down and sported with the ripples +where the river left that deep to race over the shallows; and the moon +was casting shadows by then she came up the bank again by the shallow +end bearing in her arms a bundle of the blue-flowering mouse-ear. +Then she clad herself at once, and went straight as one with a set purpose +toward the Great Roof, and entered by the Man’s-door; and there +were few men within and they but old and heavy with the burden of years +and the coming of night-tide; but they wondered and looked to each other +and nodded their heads as she passed them by, as men who would say, +There is something toward.</p> +<p>So she went to her sleeping-place, and did on fresh raiment, and +came forth presently clad in white and shod with gold and having her +hair wreathed about with the herb of wonder, the blue-flowering mouse-ear +of Mirkwood-water. Thus she passed through the Hall, and those +elders were stirred in their hearts when they beheld her beauty. +But she opened the door of the Women’s-Chamber, and stood on the +threshold; and lo, there sat the carline amidst a ring of the Wolfing +women, and she telling them tales of old time such as they had not yet +heard; and her eyes were glittering, and the sweet words were flowing +from her mouth; but she sat straight up like a young woman; and at whiles +it seemed to those who hearkened, that she was no old and outworn woman, +but fair and strong, and of much avail. But when she heard the +Hall-Sun she turned and saw her on the threshold, and her speech fell +suddenly, and all that might and briskness faded from her, and she fixed +her eyes on the Hall-Sun and looked wistfully and anxiously on her.</p> +<p>Then spake the Hall-Sun standing in the doorway:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Hear ye a matter, maidens, and ye Wolfing women +all,<br /> +And thou alien guest of the Wolfings! But come ye up the hall,<br /> +That the ancient men may hearken: for methinks I have a word<br /> +Of the battle of the Kindreds, and the harvest of the sword.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then all arose up with great joy, for they knew that the tidings +were good, when they looked on the face of the Hall-Sun and beheld the +pride of her beauty unmarred by doubt or pain.</p> +<p>She led them forth to the dais, and there were the sick and the elders +gathered and some ancient men of the thralls: so she stepped lightly +up to her place, and stood under her namesake, the wondrous lamp of +ancient days. And thus she spake:</p> +<blockquote><p>“On my soul there lies no burden, and no tangle +of the fight<br /> +In plain or dale or wild-wood enmeshes now my sight.<br /> +I see the Markmen’s wain-burg, and I see their warriors go<br /> +As men who wait for battle and the coming of the foe.<br /> +And they pass ’twixt the wood and the wain-burg within earshot +of the horn,<br /> +But over the windy meadows no sound thereof is borne,<br /> +And all is well amongst them. To the burg I draw anigh<br /> +And I see all battle-banners in the breeze of morning fly,<br /> +But no Wolfings round their banner and no warrior of the Shield,<br /> +No Geiring and no Hrossing in the burg or on the field.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She held her peace for a little while, and no one dared to speak; +then she lifted up her head and spake:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now I go by the lip of the wild-wood and a sound +withal I hear,<br /> +As of men in the paths of the thicket, and a many drawing anear.<br /> +Then, muffled yet by the tree-boles, I hear the Shielding song,<br /> +And warriors blithe and merry with the battle of the strong.<br /> +Give back a little, Markmen, make way for men to pass<br /> +To your ordered battle-dwelling o’er the trodden meadow-grass,<br /> +For alive with men is the wild-wood and shineth with the steel,<br /> +And hath a voice most merry to tell of the Kindreds’ weal,<br /> +’Twixt each tree a warrior standeth come back from the spear-strewn +way,<br /> +And forth they come from the wild-wood and a little band are they.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then again was she silent; but her head sank not, as of one thinking, +as before it did, but she looked straight forward with bright eyes and +smiling, as she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Lo, now the guests they are bringing that ye have +not seen before;<br /> +Yet guests but ill-entreated; for they lack their shields of war,<br /> +No spear in the hand they carry and with no sax are girt.<br /> +Lo, these are the dreaded foemen, these once so strong to hurt;<br /> +The men that all folk fled from, the swift to drive the spoil,<br /> +The men that fashioned nothing but the trap to make men toil.<br /> +They drew the sword in the cities, they came and struck the stroke<br /> +And smote the shield of the Markmen, and point and edge they broke.<br /> +They drew the sword in the war-garth, they swore to bring aback<br /> +God’s gifts from the Markmen houses where the tables never lack.<br /> +O Markmen, take the God-gifts that came on their own feet<br /> +O’er the hills through the Mirkwood thicket the Stone of Tyr to +meet!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Again she stayed her song, which had been loud and joyous, and they +who heard her knew that the Kindreds had gained the day, and whilst +the Hall-Sun was silent they fell to talking of this fair day of battle +and the taking of captives. But presently she spread out her hands +again and they held their peace, and she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I see, O Wolfing women, and many a thing I see,<br /> +But not all things, O elders, this eve shall ye learn of me,<br /> +For another mouth there cometh: the thicket I behold<br /> +And the Sons of Tyr amidst it, and I see the oak-trees old,<br /> +And the war-shout ringing round them; and I see the battle-lord<br /> +Unhelmed amidst of the mighty; and I see his leaping sword;<br /> +Strokes struck and warriors falling, and the streaks of spears I see,<br /> +But hereof shall the other tell you who speaketh after me.<br /> +For none other than the Shieldings from out the wood have come,<br /> +And they shift the turn with the Daylings to drive the folk-spear home,<br /> +And to follow with the Wolfings and thrust the war-beast forth.<br /> +And so good men deem the tidings that they bid them journey north<br /> +On the feet of a Shielding runner, that Gisli hath to name;<br /> +And west of the water he wendeth by the way that the Wolfings came;<br /> +Now for sleep he tarries never, and no meat is in his mouth<br /> +Till the first of the Houses hearkeneth the tidings of the south;<br /> +Lo, he speaks, and the mead-sea sippeth, and the bread by the way doth +eat,<br /> +And over the Geiring threshold and outward pass his feet;<br /> +And he breasts the Burg of the Daylings and saith his happy word,<br /> +And stayeth to drink for a minute of the waves of Battleford.<br /> +Lone then by the stream he runneth, and wendeth the wild-wood road,<br /> +And dasheth through the hazels of the Oselings’ fair abode,<br /> +And the Elking women know it, and their hearts are glad once more,<br /> +And ye—yea, hearken, Wolfings, for his feet are at the door.”</p> +</blockquote> +<h2>CHAPTER XII—TIDINGS OF THE BATTLE IN MIRKWOOD</h2> +<p>As the Hall-Sun made an end they heard in good sooth the feet of +the runner on the hard ground without the hall, and presently the door +opened and he came leaping over the threshold, and up to the table, +and stood leaning on it with one hand, his breast heaving with his last +swift run. Then he spake presently:</p> +<p>“I am Gisli of the Shieldings: Otter sendeth me to the Hall-Sun; +but on the way I was to tell tidings to the Houses west of the Water: +so have I done. Now is my journey ended; for Otter saith: ‘Let +the Hall-Sun note the tidings and send word of them by four of the lightest +limbed of the women, or by lads a-horseback, both west and east of the +Water; let her send the word as it seemeth to her, whether she hath +seen it or not. I will drink a short draught since my running +is over.”</p> +<p>Then a damsel brought him a horn of mead and let it come into his +hand, and he drank sighing with pleasure, while the damsel for pleasure +of him and his tidings laid her hand on his shoulder. Then he +set down the horn and spake:</p> +<p>“We, the Shieldings, with the Geirings, the Hrossings, and +the Wolfings, three hundred warriors and more, were led into the Wood +by Thiodolf the War-duke, beside whom went Fox, who hath seen the Romans. +We were all afoot; for there is no wide way through the Wood, nor would +we have it otherwise, lest the foe find the thicket easy. But +many of us know the thicket and its ways; so we made not the easy hard. +I was near the War-duke, for I know the thicket and am light-foot: I +am a bowman. I saw Thiodolf that he was unhelmed and bore no shield, +nor had he any coat of fence; nought but a deer-skin frock.”</p> +<p>As he said that word, the carline, who had drawn very near to him +and was looking hard at his face, turned and looked on the Hall-Sun +and stared at her till she reddened under those keen eyes: for in her +heart began to gather some knowledge of the tale of her mother and what +her will was.</p> +<p>But Gisli went on: “Yet by his side was his mighty sword, and +we all knew it for Throng-plough, and were glad of it and of him and +the unfenced breast of the dauntless. Six hours we went spreading +wide through the thicket, not always seeing one another, but knowing +one another to be nigh; those that knew the thicket best led, the others +followed on. So we went till it was high noon on the plain and +glimmering dusk in the thicket, and we saw nought, save here and there +a roe, and here and there a sounder of swine, and coneys where it was +opener, and the sun shone and the grass grew for a little space. +So came we unto where the thicket ended suddenly, and there was a long +glade of the wild-wood, all set about with great oak-trees and grass +thereunder, which I knew well; and thereof the tale tells that it was +a holy place of the folk who abided in these parts before the Sons of +the Goths. Now will I drink.”</p> +<p>So he drank of the horn and said: “It seemeth that Fox had +a deeming of the way the Romans should come; so now we abided in the +thicket without that glade and lay quiet and hidden, spreading ourselves +as much about that lawn of the oak-trees as we might, the while Fox +and three others crept through the wood to espy what might be toward: +not long had they been gone ere we heard a war-horn blow, and it was +none of our horns: it was a long way off, but we looked to our weapons: +for men are eager for the foe and the death that cometh, when they lie +hidden in the thicket. A while passed, and again we heard the +horn, and it was nigher and had a marvellous voice; then in a while +was a little noise of men, not their voices, but footsteps going warily +through the brake to the south, and twelve men came slowly and warily +into that oak-lawn, and lo, one of them was Fox; but he was clad in +the raiment of the dastard of the Goths whom he had slain. I tell +you my heart beat, for I saw that the others were Roman men, and one +of them seemed to be a man of authority, and he held Fox by the shoulder, +and pointed to the thicket where we lay, and something he said to him, +as we saw by his gesture and face, but his voice we heard not, for he +spake soft.</p> +<p>“Then of those ten men of his he sent back two, and Fox going +between them, as though he should be slain if he misled them; and he +and the eight abided there wisely and warily, standing silently some +six feet from each other, moving scarce at all, but looking like images +fashioned of brown copper and iron; holding their casting-spears (which +be marvellous heavy weapons) and girt with the sax.</p> +<p>“As they stood there, not out of earshot of a man speaking +in his wonted voice, our War-duke made a sign to those about him, and +we spread very quietly to the right hand and the left of him once more, +and we drew as close as might be to the thicket’s edge, and those +who had bows the nighest thereto. Thus then we abided a while +again; and again came the horn’s voice; for belike they had no +mind to come their ways covertly because of their pride.</p> +<p>“Soon therewithal comes Fox creeping back to us, and I saw +him whisper into the ear of the War-duke, but heard not the word he +said. I saw that he had hanging to him two Roman saxes, so I deemed +he had slain those two, and so escaped the Romans. Maidens, it +were well that ye gave me to drink again, for I am weary and my journey +is done.”</p> +<p>So again they brought him the horn, and made much of him; and he +drank, and then spake on.</p> +<p>“Now heard we the horn’s voice again quite close, and +it was sharp and shrill, and nothing like to the roar of our battle-horns: +still was the wood and no wind abroad, not even down the oak-lawn; and +we heard now the tramp of many men as they thrashed through the small +wood and bracken of the thicket-way; and those eight men and their leader +came forward, moving like one, close up to the thicket where I lay, +just where the path passed into the thicket beset by the Sons of the +Goths: so near they were that I could see the dints upon their armour, +and the strands of the wire on their sax-handles. Down then bowed +the tall bracken on the further side of the wood-lawn, the thicket crashed +before the march of men, and on they strode into the lawn, a goodly +band, wary, alert, and silent of cries.</p> +<p>“But when they came into the lawn they spread out somewhat +to their left hands, that is to say on the west side, for that way was +the clear glade; but on the east the thicket came close up to them and +edged them away. Therein lay the Goths.</p> +<p>“There they stayed awhile, and spread out but a little, as +men marching, not as men fighting. A while we let them be; and +we saw their captain, no big man, but dight with very fair armour and +weapons; and there drew up to him certain Goths armed, the dastards +of the folk, and another unarmed, an old man bound and bleeding. +With these Goths had the captain some converse, and presently he cried +out two or three words of Welsh in a loud voice, and the nine men who +were ahead shifted them somewhat away from us to lead down the glade +westward.</p> +<p>“The prey had come into the net, but they had turned their +faces toward the mouth of it.</p> +<p>“Then turned Thiodolf swiftly to the man behind him who carried +the war-horn, and every man handled his weapons: but that man understood, +and set the little end to his mouth, and loud roared the horn of the +Markmen, and neither friend nor foe misdoubted the tale thereof. +Then leaped every man to his feet, all bow-strings twanged and the cast-spears +flew; no man forebore to shout; each as he might leapt out of the thicket +and fell on with sword and axe and spear, for it was from the bowmen +but one shaft and no more.</p> +<p>“Then might you have seen Thiodolf as he bounded forward like +the wild-cat on the hare, how he had no eyes for any save the Roman +captain. Foemen enough he had round about him after the two first +bounds from the thicket; for the Romans were doing their best to spread, +that they might handle those heavy cast-spears, though they might scarce +do it, just come out of the thicket as they were, and thrust together +by that onslaught of the kindreds falling on from two sides and even +somewhat from behind. To right and left flashed Throng-plough, +while Thiodolf himself scarce seemed to guide it: men fell before him +at once, and close at his heels poured the Wolfing kindred into the +gap, and in a minute of time was he amidst of the throng and face to +face with the gold-dight captain.</p> +<p>“What with the sweep of Throng-plough and the Wolfing onrush, +there was space about him for a great stroke; he gave a side-long stroke +to his right and hewed down a tall Burgundian, and then up sprang the +white blade, but ere its edge fell he turned his wrist, and drove the +point through that Captain’s throat just above the ending of his +hauberk, so that he fell dead amidst of his folk.</p> +<p>“All the four kindreds were on them now, and amidst them, and +needs must they give way: but stoutly they fought; for surely no other +warriors might have withstood that onslaught of the Markmen for the +twinkling of an eye: but had the Romans had but the space to have spread +themselves out there, so as to handle their shot-weapons, many a woman’s +son of us had fallen; for no man shielded himself in his eagerness, +but let the swiftness of the Onset of point-and-edge shield him; which, +sooth to say, is often a good shield, as here was found.</p> +<p>“So those that were unslain and unhurt fled west along the +glade, but not as dastards, and had not Thiodolf followed hard in the +chase according to his wont, they might even yet have made a fresh stand +and spread from oak-tree to oak-tree across the glade: but as it befel, +they might not get a fair offing so as to disentangle themselves and +array themselves in good order side by side; and whereas the Markmen +were fleet of foot, and in the woods they knew, there were a many aliens +slain in the chase or taken alive unhurt or little hurt: but the rest +fled this way and that way into the thicket, with whom were some of +the Burgundians; so there they abide now as outcasts and men unholy, +to be slain as wild-beasts one by one as we meet them.</p> +<p>“Such then was the battle in Mirkwood. Give me the mead-horn +that I may drink to the living and the dead, and the memory of the dead, +and the deeds of the living that are to be.”</p> +<p>So they brought him the horn, and he waved it over his head and drank +again and spake:</p> +<p>“Sixty and three dead men of the Romans we counted there up +and down that oak-glade; and we cast earth over them; and three dead +dastards of the Goths, and we left them for the wolves to deal with. +And twenty-five men of the Romans we took alive to be for hostages if +need should be, and these did we Shielding men, who are not very many, +bring aback to the wain-burg; and the Daylings, who are a great company, +were appointed to enter the wood and be with Thiodolf; and me did Otter +bid to bear the tidings, even as I have told you. And I have not +loitered by the way.”</p> +<p>Great then was the joy in the Hall; and they took Gisli, and made +much of him, and led him to the bath, and clad him in fine raiment taken +from the coffer which was but seldom opened, because the cloths it held +were precious; and they set a garland of green wheat-ears on his head. +Then they fell to and spread the feast in the hall; and they ate and +drank and were merry.</p> +<p>But as for speeding the tidings, the Hall-Sun sent two women and +two lads, all a-horseback, to bear the words: the women to remember +the words which she taught them carefully, the lads to be handy with +the horses, or in the ford, or the swimming of the deeps, or in the +thicket. So they went their ways, down the water: one pair went +on the western side, and the other crossed Mirkwood-water at the shallows +(for being Midsummer the water was but small), and went along the east +side, so that all the kindred might know of the tidings and rejoice.</p> +<p>Great was the glee in the Hall, though the warriors of the House +were away, and many a song and lay they sang: but amidst the first of +the singing they bethought them of the old woman, and would have bidden +her tell them some tale of times past, since she was so wise in the +ancient lore. But when they sought for her on all sides she was +not to be found, nor could anyone remember seeing her depart from the +Hall. But this had they no call to heed, and the feast ended, +as it began, in great glee.</p> +<p>Albeit the Hall-Sun was troubled about the carline, both that she +had come, and that she had gone: and she determined that the next time +she met her she would strive to have of her a true tale of what she +was, and of all that was toward.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIII—THE HALL-SUN SAITH ANOTHER WORD</h2> +<p>It was no later than the next night, and a many of what thralls were +not with the host were about in the feast-hall with the elders and lads +and weaklings of the House; for last night’s tidings had drawn +them thither. Gisli had gone back to his kindred and the wain-burg +in the Upper-mark, and the women were sitting, most of them, in the +Women’s-Chamber, some of them doing what little summer work needed +doing about the looms, but more resting from their work in field and +acre.</p> +<p>Then came the Hall-Sun forth from her room clad in glittering raiment, +and summoned no one, but went straight to her place on the dais under +her namesake the Lamp, and stood there a little without speaking. +Her face was pale now, her lips a little open, her eyes set and staring +as if they saw nothing of all that was round about her.</p> +<p>Now went the word through the Hall and the Women’s-Chamber +that the Hall-Sun would speak again, and that great tidings were toward; +so all folk came flock-meal to the dais, both thralls and free; and +scarce were all gathered there, ere the Hall-Sun began speaking, and +said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“The days of the world thrust onward, and men are +born therein<br /> +A many and a many, and divers deeds they win<br /> +In the fashioning of stories for the kindreds of the earth,<br /> +A garland interwoven of sorrow and of mirth.<br /> +To the world a warrior cometh; from the world he passeth away,<br /> +And no man then may sunder his good from his evil day.<br /> +By the Gods hath he been tormented, and been smitten by the foe:<br /> +He hath seen his maiden perish, he hath seen his speech-friend go:<br /> +His heart hath conceived a joyance and hath brought it unto birth:<br /> +But he hath not carried with him his sorrow or his mirth.<br /> +He hath lived, and his life hath fashioned the outcome of the deed,<br /> +For the blossom of the people, and the coming kindreds’ seed.</p> +<p>“Thus-wise the world is fashioned, and the new sun of the morn<br /> +Where earth last night was desert beholds a kindred born,<br /> +That to-morrow and to-morrow blossoms all gloriously<br /> +With many a man and maiden for the kindreds yet to be,<br /> +And fair the Goth-folk groweth. And yet the story saith<br /> +That the deeds that make the summer make too the winter’s death,<br /> +That summer-tides unceasing from out the grave may grow<br /> +And the spring rise up unblemished from the bosom of the snow.</p> +<p>“Thus as to every kindred the day comes once for all<br /> +When yesterday it was not, and to-day it builds the hall,<br /> +So every kindred bideth the night-tide of the day,<br /> +Whereof it knoweth nothing, e’en when noon is past away.<br /> +E’en thus the House of the Wolfings ’twixt dusk and dark +doth stand,<br /> +And narrow is the pathway with the deep on either hand.<br /> +On the left are the days forgotten, on the right the days to come,<br /> +And another folk and their story in the stead of the Wolfing home.<br /> +Do the shadows darken about it, is the even here at last?<br /> +Or is this but a storm of the noon-tide that the wind is driving past?</p> +<p>“Unscathed as yet it standeth; it bears the stormy drift,<br /> +Nor bows to the lightening flashing adown from the cloudy lift.<br /> +I see the hail of battle and the onslaught of the strong,<br /> +And they go adown to the folk-mote that shall bide there over long.<br /> +I see the slain-heaps rising and the alien folk prevail,<br /> +And the Goths give back before them on the ridge o’er the treeless +vale.<br /> +I see the ancient fallen, and the young man smitten dead,<br /> +And yet I see the War-duke shake Throng-plough o’er his head,<br /> +And stand unhelmed, unbyrnied before the alien host,<br /> +And the hurt men rise around him to win back battle lost;<br /> +And the wood yield up her warriors, and the whole host rushing on,<br /> +And the swaying lines of battle until the lost is won.<br /> +Then forth goes the cry of triumph, as they ring the captives round<br /> +And cheat the crow of her portion and heap the warriors’ mound.<br /> +There are faces gone from our feast-hall not the least beloved nor worst,<br /> +But the wane of the House of the Wolfings not yet the world hath cursed.<br /> +The sun shall rise to-morrow on our cold and dewy roof,<br /> +For they that longed for slaughter were slaughtered far aloof.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She ceased for a little, but her countenance, which had not changed +during her song, changed not at all now: so they all kept silence although +they were rejoicing in this new tale of victory; for they deemed that +she was not yet at the end of her speaking. And in good sooth +she spake again presently, and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I wot not what hath befallen nor where my soul +may be,<br /> +For confusion is within me and but dimly do I see,<br /> +As if the thing that I look on had happed a while ago.<br /> +They stand by the tofts of a war-garth, a captain of the foe,<br /> +And a man that is of the Goth-folk, and as friend and friend they speak,<br /> +But I hear no word they are saying, though for every word I seek.<br /> +And now the mist flows round me and blind I come aback<br /> +To the House-roof of the Wolfings and the hearth that hath no lack.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Her voice grew weaker as she spake the last words, and she sank backward +on to her chair: her clenched hands opened, the lids fell down over +her bright eyes, her breast heaved no more as it had done, and presently +she fell asleep.</p> +<p>The folk were doubtful and somewhat heavy-hearted because of those +last words of hers; but they would not ask her more, or rouse her from +her sleep, lest they should grieve her; so they departed to their beds +and slept for what was yet left of the night.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIV—THE HALL-SUN IS CAREFUL CONCERNING THE PASSES +OF THE WOOD</h2> +<p>In the morning early folk arose; and the lads and women who were +not of the night-shift got them ready to go to the mead and the acres; +for the sunshine had been plenty these last days and the wheat was done +blossoming, and all must be got ready for harvest. So they broke +their fast, and got their tools into their hands: but they were somewhat +heavy-hearted because of those last words of the Hall-Sun, and the doubt +of last night still hung about them, and they were scarcely as merry +as men are wont to be in the morning.</p> +<p>As for the Hall-Sun, she was afoot with the earliest, and was no +less, but mayhap more merry than her wont was, and was blithe with all, +both old and young.</p> +<p>But as they were at the point of going she called to them, and said:</p> +<p>“Tarry a little, come ye all to the dais and hearken to me.”</p> +<p>So they all gathered thereto, and she stood in her place and spake.</p> +<p>“Women and elders of the Wolfings, is it so that I spake somewhat +of tidings last night?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” said they all.</p> +<p>She said, “And was it a word of victory?”</p> +<p>They answered “yea” again.</p> +<p>“Good is that,” she said; “doubt ye not! there +is nought to unsay. But hearken! I am nothing wise in war +like Thiodolf or Otter of the Laxings, or as Heriulf the Ancient was, +though he was nought so wise as they be. Nevertheless ye shall +do well to take me for your captain, while this House is bare of warriors.”</p> +<p>“Yea, yea,” they said, “so will we.”</p> +<p>And an old warrior, hight Sorli, who sat in his chair, no longer +quite way-worthy, said:</p> +<p>“Hall-Sun, this we looked for of thee; since thy wisdom is +not wholly the wisdom of a spae-wife, but rather is of the children +of warriors: and we know thine heart to be high and proud, and that +thy death seemeth to thee a small matter beside the life of the Wolfing +House.”</p> +<p>Then she smiled and said, “Will ye all do my bidding?”</p> +<p>And they all cried out heartily, “Yea, Hall-Sun, that will +we.”</p> +<p>She said: “Hearken then; ye all know that east of Mirkwood-water, +when ye come to the tofts of the Bearings, and their Great Roof, the +thicket behind them is close, but that there is a wide way cut through +it; and often have I gone there: if ye go by that way, in a while ye +come to the thicket’s end and to bare places where the rocks crop +up through the gravel and the woodland loam. There breed the coneys +without number; and wild-cats haunt the place for that sake, and foxes; +and the wood-wolf walketh there in summer-tide, and hard by the she-wolf +hath her litter of whelps, and all these have enough; and the bald-head +erne hangeth over it and the kite, and also the kestril, for shrews +and mice abound there. Of these things there is none that feareth +me, and none that maketh me afraid. Beyond this place for a long +way the wood is nowise thick, for first grow ash-trees about the clefts +of the rock and also quicken-trees, but not many of either; and here +and there a hazel brake easy to thrust through; then comes a space of +oak-trees scattered about the lovely wood-lawn, and then at last the +beech-wood close above but clear beneath. This I know well, because +I myself have gone so far and further; and by this easy way have I gone +so far to the south, that I have come out into the fell country, and +seen afar off the snowy mountains beyond the Great Water.</p> +<p>“Now fear ye not, but pluck up a heart! For either I +have seen it or dreamed it, or thought it, that by this road easy to +wend the Romans should come into the Mark. For shall not those +dastards and traitors that wear the raiment and bodies of the Goths +over the hearts and the lives of foemen, tell them hereof? And +will they not have heard of our Thiodolf, and this my holy namesake?</p> +<p>“Will they not therefore be saying to themselves, ‘Go +to now, why should we wrench the hinges off the door with plenteous +labour, when another door to the same chamber standeth open before us? +This House of the Wolfings is the door to the treasure chamber of the +Markmen; let us fall on that at once rather than have many battles for +other lesser matters, and then at last have to fight for this also: +for having this we have all, and they shall be our thralls, and we may +slaughter what we will, and torment what we will and deflower what we +will, and make our souls glad with their grief and anguish, and take +aback with us to the cities what we will of the thralls, that their +anguish and our joy may endure the longer.’ Thus will they +say: therefore is it my rede that the strongest and hardiest of you +women take horse, a ten of you and one to lead besides, and ride the +shallows to the Bearing House, and tell them of our rede; which is to +watch diligently the ways of the wood; the outgate to the Mark, and +the places where the wood is thin and easy to travel on: and ye shall +bid them give you of their folk as many as they deem fittest thereto +to join your company, so that ye may have a chain of watchers stretching +far into the wilds; but two shall lie without the wood, their horses +ready for them to leap on and ride on the spur to the wain-burg in the +Upper-mark if any tidings befal.</p> +<p>“Now of these eleven I ordain Hrosshild to be the leader and +captain, and to choose for her fellows the stoutest-limbed and heaviest-handed +of all the maidens here: art thou content Hrosshild?”</p> +<p>Then stood Hrosshild forth and said nought, but nodded yea; and soon +was her choice made amid jests and laughter, for this seemed no hard +matter to them.</p> +<p>So the ten got together, and the others fell off from them, and there +stood the ten maidens with Hrosshild, well nigh as strong as men, clean-limbed +and tall, tanned with sun and wind; for all these were unwearied afield, +and oft would lie out a-nights, since they loved the lark’s song +better than the mouse’s squeak; but as their kirtles shifted at +neck and wrist, you might see their skins as white as privet-flower +where they were wont to be covered.</p> +<p>Then said the Hall-Sun: “Ye have heard the word, see ye to +it, Hrosshild, and take this other word also: Bid the Bearing stay-at-homes +bide not the sword and the torch at home if the Romans come, but hie +them over hither, to hold the Hall or live in the wild-wood with us, +as need may be; for might bides with many.</p> +<p>“But ye maidens, take this counsel for yourselves; do ye each +bear with you a little keen knife, and if ye be taken, and it seem to +you that ye may not bear the smart of the Roman torments (for they be +wise in tormenting), but will speak and bewray us under them, then thrust +this little edge tool into the place of your bodies where the life lieth +closest, and so go to the Gods with a good tale in your mouths: so may +the Almighty God of Earth speed you, and the fathers of the kindred!”</p> +<p>So she spoke; and they made no delay but each one took what axe or +spear or sword she liked best, and two had their bows and quivers of +arrows; and so all folk went forth from the Hall.</p> +<p>Soon were the horses saddled and bridled, and the maidens bestrode +them joyously and set forth on their way, going down the lanes of the +wheat, and rode down speedily toward the shallows of the water, and +all cried good speed after them. But the others would turn to +their day’s work, and would go about their divers errands. +But even as they were at point to sunder, they saw a swift runner passing +by those maidens just where the acres joined the meadow, and he waved +his hand aloft and shouted to them, but stayed not his running for them, +but came up the lanes of the wheat at his swiftest: so they knew at +once that this was again a messenger from the host, and they stood together +and awaited his coming; and as he drew near they knew him for Egil, +the swiftest-footed of the Wolfings; and he gave a great shout as he +came among them; and he was dusty and way-worn, but eager; and they +received him with all love, and would have brought him to the Hall to +wash him and give him meat and drink, and cherish him in all ways.</p> +<p>But he cried out, “To the Speech-Hill first, to the Speech-Hill +first! But even before that, one word to thee, Hall-Sun! +Saith Thiodolf, Send ye watchers to look to the entrance into Mid-mark, +which is by the Bearing dwelling; and if aught untoward befalleth let +one ride on the spur with the tidings to the Wain-burg. For by +that way also may peril come.”</p> +<p>Then smiled some of the bystanders, and the Hall-Sun said: “Good +is it when the thought of a friend stirreth betimes in one’s own +breast. The thing is done, Egil; or sawest thou not those ten +women, and Hrosshild the eleventh, as thou camest up into the acres?”</p> +<p>Said Egil; “Fair fall thine hand, Hall-Sun! thou art the Wolfings’ +Ransom. Wend we now to the Speech-Hill.”</p> +<p>So did they, and every thrall that was about the dwellings, man, +woman, and child fared with them, and stood about the Speech-Hill: and +the dogs went round about the edge of that assembly, wandering in and +out, and sometimes looking hard on some one whom they knew best, if +he cried out aloud.</p> +<p>But the men-folk gave all their ears to hearkening, and stood as +close as they might.</p> +<p>Then Egil clomb the Speech-Hill, and said.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XV—THEY HEAR TELL OF THE BATTLE ON THE RIDGE</h2> +<p>“Ye have heard how the Daylings were appointed to go to help +Thiodolf in driving the folk-spear home to the heart of the Roman host. +So they went; but six hours thereafter comes one to Otter bidding him +send a great part of the kindreds to him; for that he had had tidings +that a great host of Romans were drawing near the wood-edge, but were +not entered therein, and that fain would he meet them in the open field.</p> +<p>“So the kindreds drew lots, and the lot fell first to the Elkings, +who are a great company, as ye know; and then to the Hartings, the Beamings, +the Alftings, the Vallings (also a great company), the Galtings, (and +they no lesser) each in their turn; and last of all to the Laxings; +and the Oselings prayed to go with the Elkings, and this Otter deemed +good, whereas a many of them be bowmen.</p> +<p>“All these then to the number of a thousand or more entered +the wood; and I was with them, for in sooth I was the messenger.</p> +<p>“No delay made we in the wood, nor went we over warily, trusting +to the warding of the wood by Thiodolf; and there were men with us who +knew the paths well, whereof I was one; so we speedily came through +into the open country.</p> +<p>“Shortly we came upon our folk and the War-duke lying at the +foot of a little hill that went up as a buttress to a long ridge high +above us, whereon we set a watch; and a little brook came down the dale +for our drink.</p> +<p>“Night fell as we came thither; so we slept for a while, but +abode not the morning, and we were afoot (for we had no horses with +us) before the moon grew white. We took the road in good order, +albeit our folk-banners we had left behind in the burg; so each kindred +raised aloft a shield of its token to be for a banner. So we went +forth, and some swift footmen, with Fox, who hath seen the Roman war-garth, +had been sent on before to spy out the ways of the foemen.</p> +<p>“Two hours after sunrise cometh one of these, and telleth how +he hath seen the Romans, and how that they are but a short mile hence +breaking their fast, not looking for any onslaught; ‘but,’ +saith he, ‘they are on a high ridge whence they can see wide about, +and be in no danger of ambush, because the place is bare for the most +part, nor is there any cover except here and there down in the dales +a few hazels and blackthorn bushes, and the rushes of the becks in the +marshy bottoms, wherein a snipe may hide, or a hare, but scarce a man; +and note that there is no way up to that ridge but by a spur thereof +as bare as my hand; so ye will be well seen as ye wend up thereto.’</p> +<p>“So spake he in my hearing. But Thiodolf bade him lead +on to that spur, and old Heriulf, who was standing nigh, laughed merrily +and said: ‘Yea, lead on, and speedily, lest the day wane and nothing +done save the hunting of snipes.’</p> +<p>“So on we went, and coming to the hither side of that spur +beheld those others and Fox with them; and he held in his hand an arrow +of the aliens, and his face was all astir with half-hidden laughter, +and he breathed hard, and pointed to the ridge, and somewhat low down +on it we saw a steel cap and three spear-heads showing white from out +a little hollow in its side, but the men hidden by the hollow: so we +knew that Fox had been chased, and that the Romans were warned and wary.</p> +<p>“No delay made the War-duke, but led us up that spur, which +was somewhat steep; and as we rose higher we saw a band of men on the +ridge, a little way down it, not a many; archers and slingers mostly, +who abode us till we were within shot, and then sent a few shots at +us, and so fled. But two men were hurt with the sling-plummets, +and one, and he not grievously, with an arrow, and not one slain.</p> +<p>“Thus we came up on to the ridge, so that there was nothing +between us and the bare heavens; thence we looked south-east and saw +the Romans wisely posted on the ridge not far from where it fell down +steeply to the north; but on the south, that is to say on their left +hands, and all along the ridge past where we were stayed, the ground +sloped gently to the south-west for a good way, before it fell, somewhat +steeply, into another long dale. Looking north we saw the outer +edge of Mirkwood but a little way from us, and we were glad thereof; +because ere we left our sleeping-place that morn Thiodolf had sent to +Otter another messenger bidding him send yet more men on to us in case +we should be hard-pressed in the battle; for he had had a late rumour +that the Romans were many. And now when he had looked on the Roman +array and noted how wise it was, he sent three swift-foot ones to take +stand on a high knoll which we had passed on the way, that they might +take heed where our folk came out from the wood and give signal to them +by the horn, and lead them to where the battle should be.</p> +<p>“So we stood awhile and breathed us, and handled our weapons +some half a furlong from the alien host. They had no earth rampart +around them, for that ridge is waterless, and they could not abide there +long, but they had pitched sharp pales in front of them and they stood +in very good order, as if abiding an onslaught, and moved not when they +saw us; for that band of shooters had joined themselves to them already. +Taken one with another we deemed them to be more than we were; but their +hauberked footmen with the heavy cast-spears not so many as we by a +good deal.</p> +<p>“Now we were of mind to fall on them ere they should fall on +us; so all such of us as had shot-weapons spread out from our company +and went forth a little; and of the others Heriulf stood foremost along +with the leaders of the Beamings and the Elkings; but as yet Thiodolf +held aback and led the midmost company, as his wont was, and the more +part of the Wolfings were with him.</p> +<p>“Thus we ordered ourselves, and awaited a little while yet +what the aliens should do; and presently a war-horn blew amongst them, +and from each flank of their mailed footmen came forth a many bowmen +and slingers and a band of horsemen; and drew within bowshot, the shooters +in open array yet wisely, and so fell to on us, and the horsemen hung +aback a little as yet.</p> +<p>“Their arrow-shot was of little avail, their bowmen fell fast +before ours; but deadly was their sling-shot, and hurt and slew many +and some even in our main battle; for they slung round leaden balls +and not stones, and they aimed true and shot quick; and the men withal +were so light and lithe, never still, but crouching and creeping and +bounding here and there, that they were no easier to hit than coneys +amidst of the fern, unless they were very nigh.</p> +<p>“Howbeit when this storm had endured a while, and we moved +but little, and not an inch aback, and gave them shot for shot, then +was another horn winded from amongst the aliens; and thereat the bowmen +cast down their bows, and the slingers wound their slings about their +heads, and they all came on with swords and short spears and feathered +darts, running and leaping lustily, making for our flanks, and the horsemen +set spurs to their horses and fell on in the very front of our folk +like good and valiant men-at-arms.</p> +<p>“That saw Heriulf and his men, and they set up the war-whoop, +and ran forth to meet them, axe and sword aloft, terribly yet maybe +somewhat unwarily. The archers and slingers never came within +sword-stroke of them, but fell away before them on all sides; but the +slingers fled not far, but began again with their shot, and slew a many. +Then was a horn winded, as if to call back the horsemen, who, if they +heard, heeded not, but rode hard on our kindred like valiant warriors +who feared not death. Sooth to say, neither were the horses big +or good, nor the men fit for the work, saving for their hardihood; and +their spears were short withal and their bucklers unhandy to wield.</p> +<p>“Now could it be seen how the Goths gave way before them to +let them into the trap, and then closed around again, and the axes and +edge weapons went awork hewing as in a wood; and Heriulf towered over +all the press, and the Wolf’s-sister flashed over his head in +the summer morning.</p> +<p>“Soon was that storm over, and we saw the Goths tossing up +their spears over the slain, and horses running loose and masterless +adown over the westward-lying slopes, and a few with their riders still +clinging to them. Yet some, sore hurt by seeming, galloping toward +the main battle of the Romans.</p> +<p>“Unwarily then fared the children of Tyr that were with Heriulf; +for by this time they were well nigh within shot of the spears of those +mighty footmen of the Romans: and on their flanks were the slingers, +and the bowmen, who had now gotten their bows again; and our bowmen, +though they shot well and strong, were too few to quell them; and indeed +some of them had cast by their bows to join in Heriulf’s storm. +Also the lie of the ground was against us, for it sloped up toward the +Roman array at first very gently, but afterwards steeply enough to breathe +a short-winded man. Also behind them were we of the other kindreds, +whom Thiodolf had ordered into the wedge-array; and we were all ready +to move forward, so that had they abided somewhat, all had been well +and better.</p> +<p>“So did they not, but straightway set up the Victory-whoop +and ran forward on the Roman host. And these were so ordered that, +as aforesaid, they had before them sharp piles stuck into the earth +and pointed against us, as we found afterwards to our cost; and within +these piles stood the men some way apart from each other, so as to handle +their casting spears, and in three ranks were they ordered and many +spears could be cast at once, and if any in the front were slain, his +fellow behind him took his place.</p> +<p>“So now the storm of war fell at once upon our folk, and swift +and fierce as was their onslaught yet were a many slain and hurt or +ever they came to the piles aforesaid. Then saw they death before +them and heeded it nought, but tore up the piles and dashed through +them, and fell in on those valiant footmen. Short is the tale +to tell: wheresoever a sword or spear of the Goths was upraised there +were three upon him, and saith Toti of the Beamings, who was hurt and +crawled away and yet lives, that on Heriulf there were six at first +and then more; and he took no thought of shielding himself, but raised +up the Wolf’s-sister and hewed as the woodman in the thicket, +when night cometh and hunger is on him. There fell Heriulf the +Ancient and many a man of the Beamings and the Elkings with him, and +many a Roman.</p> +<p>“But amidst the slain and the hurt our wedge-array moved forward +slowly now, warily shielded against the plummets and shafts on either +side; and when the Romans saw our unbroken array, and Thiodolf the first +with Throng-plough naked in his hand, they chased not such men of ours +unhurt or little hurt, as drew aback from before them: so these we took +amongst us, and when we had gotten all we might, and held a grim face +to the foe, we drew aback little by little, still facing them till we +were out of shot of their spears, though the shot of the arrows and +the sling-plummets ceased not wholly from us. Thus ended Heriulf’s +Storm.”</p> +<p>Then he rested from his speaking for a while, and none said aught, +but they gazed on him as if he bore with him a picture of the battle, +and many of the women wept silently for Heriulf, and yet more of the +younger ones were wounded to the heart when they thought of the young +men of the Elkings, and the Beamings, since with both those houses they +had affinity; and they lamented the loves that they had lost, and would +have asked concerning their own speech-friends had they durst. +But they held their peace till the tale was told out to an end.</p> +<p>Then Egil spake again:</p> +<p>“No long while had worn by in Heriulf’s Storm, and though +men’s hearts were nothing daunted, but rather angered by what +had befallen, yet would Thiodolf wear away the time somewhat more, since +he hoped for succour from the Wain-burg and the Wood; and he would not +that any of these Romans should escape us, but would give them all to +Tyr, and to be a following to Heriulf the Old and the Great.</p> +<p>“So there we abided a while moving nought, and Thiodolf stood +with Throng-plough on his shoulder, unhelmed, unbyrnied, as though he +trusted to the kindred for all defence. Nor for their part did +the Romans dare to leave their vantage-ground, when they beheld what +grim countenance we made them.</p> +<p>“Albeit, when we had thrice made as if we would fall on, and +yet they moved not, whereas it trieth a man sorely to stand long before +the foeman, and do nought but endure, and whereas many of our bowmen +were slain or hurt, and the rest too few to make head against the shot-weapons +of the aliens, then at last we began to draw nearer and a little nearer, +not breaking the wedge-array; and at last, just before we were within +shot of the cast-spears of their main battle, loud roared our war-horn: +then indeed we broke the wedge-array, but orderly as we knew how, spreading +out from right and left of the War-duke till we were facing them in +a long line: one minute we abode thus, and then ran forth through the +spear-storm: and even therewith we heard, as it were, the echo of our +own horn, and whoso had time to think betwixt the first of the storm +and the handstrokes of the Romans deemed that now would be coming fresh +kindreds for our helping.</p> +<p>“Not long endured the spear-rain, so swift we were, neither +were we in one throng as betid in Heriulf’s Storm, but spread +abroad, each trusting in the other that none thought of the backward +way.</p> +<p>“Though we had the ground against us we dashed like fresh men +at their pales, and were under the weapons at once. Then was the +battle grim; they could not thrust us back, nor did we break their array +with our first storm; man hewed at man as if there were no foes in the +world but they two: sword met sword, and sax met sax; it was thrusting +and hewing with point and edge, and no long-shafted weapons were of +any avail; there we fought hand to hand and no man knew by eyesight +how the battle went two yards from where he fought, and each one put +all his heart in the stroke he was then striking, and thought of nothing +else.</p> +<p>“Yet at the last we felt that they were faltering and that +our work was easier and our hope higher; then we cried our cries and +pressed on harder, and in that very nick of time there arose close behind +us the roar of the Markmen’s horn and the cries of the kindreds +answering ours. Then such of the Romans as were not in the very +act of smiting, or thrusting, or clinging or shielding, turned and fled, +and the whoop of victory rang around us, and the earth shook, and past +the place of the slaughter rushed the riders of the Goths; for they +had sent horsemen to us, and the paths were grown easier for our much +treading of them. Then I beheld Thiodolf, that he had just slain +a foe, and clear was the space around him, and he rushed sideways and +caught hold of the stirrup of Angantyr of the Bearings, and ran ten +strides beside him, and then bounded on afoot swifter than the red horses +of the Bearings, urging on the chase, as his wont was.</p> +<p>“But we who were wearier, when we had done our work, stood +still between the living and the dead, between the freemen of the Mark +and their war-thralls. And in no long while there came back to +us Thiodolf and the chasers, and we made a great ring on the field of +the slain, and sang the Song of Triumph; and it was the Wolfing Song +that we sang.</p> +<p>“Thus then ended Thiodolf’s Storm.”</p> +<p>When he held his peace there was but little noise among the stay-at-homes, +for still were they thinking about the deaths of their kindred and their +lovers. But Egil spoke again.</p> +<p>“Yet within that ring lay the sorrow of our hearts; for Odin +had called a many home, and there lay their bodies; and the mightiest +was Heriulf; and the Romans had taken him up from where he fell, and +cast him down out of the way, but they had not stripped him, and his +hand still gripped the Wolf’s-sister. His shield was full +of shafts of arrows and spears; his byrny was rent in many places, his +helm battered out of form. He had been grievously hurt in the +side and in the thigh by cast-spears or ever he came to hand-blows with +the Romans, but moreover he had three great wounds from the point of +the sax, in the throat, in the side, in the belly, each enough for his +bane. His face was yet fair to look on, and we deemed that he +had died smiling.</p> +<p>“At his feet lay a young man of the Beamings in a gay green +coat, and beside him was the head of another of his House, but his green-clad +body lay some yards aloof. There lay of the Elkings a many. +Well may ye weep, maidens, for them that loved you. Now fare they +to the Gods a goodly company, but a goodly company is with them.</p> +<p>“Seventy and seven of the Sons of the Goths lay dead within +the Roman battle, and fifty-four on the slope before it; and to boot +there were twenty-four of us slain by the arrows and plummets of the +shooters, and a many hurt withal.</p> +<p>“But there were no hurt men inside the Roman array or before +it. All were slain outright, for the hurt men either dragged themselves +back to our folk, or onward to the Roman ranks, that they might die +with one more stroke smitten.</p> +<p>“Now of the aliens the dead lay in heaps in that place, for +grim was the slaughter when the riders of the Bearings and the Wormings +fell on the aliens; and a many of the foemen scorned to flee, but died +where they stood, craving no peace; and to few of them was peace given. +There fell of the Roman footmen five hundred and eighty and five, and +the remnant that fled was but little: but of the slingers and bowmen +but eighty and six were slain, for they were there to shoot and not +to stand; and they were nimble and fleet of foot, men round of limb, +very dark-skinned, but not foul of favour.”</p> +<p>Then he said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“There are men through the dusk a-faring, our speech-fiends +and our kin,<br /> +No more shall they crave our helping, nor ask what work to win;<br /> +They have done their deeds and departed when they had holpen the House,<br /> +So high their heads are holden, and their hurts are glorious<br /> +With the story of strokes stricken, and new weapons to be met,<br /> +And new scowling of foes’ faces, and new curses unknown yet.<br /> +Lo, they dight the feast in Godhome, and fair are the tables spread,<br /> +Late come, but well-belovéd is every war-worn head,<br /> +And the God-folk and the Fathers, as these cross the tinkling bridge,<br /> +Crowd round and crave for stories of the Battle on the Ridge.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he came down from the Speech-Hill and the women-folk came +round about him, and they brought him to the Hall, and washed him, and +gave him meat and drink; and then would he sleep, for he was weary.</p> +<p>Howbeit some of the women could not refrain themselves, but must +needs ask after their speech-friends who had been in the battle; and +he answered as he could, and some he made glad, and some sorry; and +as to some, he could not tell them whether their friends were alive +or dead. So he went to his place and fell asleep and slept long, +while the women went down to acre and meadow, or saw to the baking of +bread or the sewing of garments, or went far afield to tend the neat +and the sheep.</p> +<p>Howbeit the Hall-Sun went not with them; but she talked with that +old warrior, Sorli, who was now halt and grown unmeet for the road, +but was a wise man; and she and he together with some old carlines and +a few young lads fell to work, and saw to many matters about the Hall +and the garth that day; and they got together what weapons there were +both for shot and for the handplay, and laid them where they were handy +to come at, and they saw to the meal in the hall that there was provision +for many days; and they carried up to a loft above the Women’s-Chamber +many great vessels of water, lest the fire should take the Hall; and +they looked everywhere to the entrances and windows and had fastenings +and bolts and bars fashioned and fitted to them; and saw that all things +were trim and stout. And so they abided the issue.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XVI—HOW THE DWARF-WROUGHT HAUBERK WAS BROUGHT AWAY +FROM THE HALL OF THE DAYLINGS</h2> +<p>Now it must be told that early in the morning, after the night when +Gisli had brought to the Wolfing Stead the tidings of the Battle in +the Wood, a man came riding from the south to the Dayling abode. +It was just before sunrise, and but few folk were stirring about the +dwellings. He rode up to the Hall and got off his black horse, +and tied it to a ring in the wall by the Man’s-door, and went +in clashing, for he was in his battle-gear, and had a great wide-rimmed +helm on his head.</p> +<p>Folk were but just astir in the Hall, and there came an old woman +to him, and looked on him and saw by his attire that he was a man of +the Goths and of the Wolfing kindred; so she greeted him kindly: but +he said:</p> +<p>“Mother, I am come hither on an errand, and time presses.”</p> +<p>Said she: “Yea, my son, or what tidings bearest thou from the +south? for by seeming thou art new-come from the host.”</p> +<p>Said he: “The tidings are as yesterday, save that Thiodolf +will lead the host through the wild-wood to look for the Romans beyond +it: therefore will there soon be battle again. See ye, Mother, +hast thou here one that knoweth this ring of Thiodolf’s, if perchance +men doubt me when I say that I am sent on my errand by him?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” she said, “Agni will know it; since he knoweth +all the chief men of the Mark; but what is thine errand, and what is +thy name?”</p> +<p>“It is soon told,” said he, “I am a Wolfing hight +Thorkettle, and I come to have away for Thiodolf the treasure of the +world, the Dwarf-wrought Hauberk, which he left with you when we fared +hence to the south three days ago. Now let Agni come, that I may +have it, for time presses sorely.”</p> +<p>There were three or four gathered about them now, and a maiden of +them said: “Shall I bring Agni hither, mother?”</p> +<p>“What needeth it?” said the carline, “he sleepeth, +and shall be hard to awaken; and he is old, so let him sleep. +I shall go fetch the hauberk, for I know where it is, and my hand may +come on it as easily as on mine own girdle.”</p> +<p>So she went her ways to the treasury where were the precious things +of the kindred; the woven cloths were put away in fair coffers to keep +them clean from the whirl of the Hall-dust and the reek; and the vessels +of gold and some of silver were standing on the shelves of a cupboard +before which hung a veil of needlework: but the weapons and war-gear +hung upon pins along the wall, and many of them had much fair work on +them, and were dight with gold and gems: but amidst them all was the +wondrous hauberk clear to see, dark grey and thin, for it was so wondrously +wrought that it hung in small compass. So the carline took it +down from the pin, and handled it, and marvelled at it, and said:</p> +<p>“Strange are the hands that have passed over thee, sword-rampart, +and in strange places of the earth have they dwelt! For no smith +of the kindreds hath fashioned thee, unless he had for his friend either +a God or a foe of the Gods. Well shalt thou wot of the tale of +sword and spear ere thou comest back hither! For Thiodolf shall +bring thee where the work is wild.”</p> +<p>Then she went with the hauberk to the new-come warrior, and made +no delay, but gave it to him, and said:</p> +<p>“When Agni awaketh, I shall tell him that Thorkettle of the +Wolfings hath borne aback to Thiodolf the Treasure of the World, the +Dwarf-wrought Hauberk.”</p> +<p>Then Thorkettle took it and turned to go; but even therewith came +old Asmund from out of his sleeping-place, and gazed around the Hall, +and his eyes fell on the shape of the Wolfing as he was going out of +the door, and he asked the carline.</p> +<p>“What doeth he here? What tidings is there from the host? +For my soul was nought unquiet last night.”</p> +<p>“It is a little matter,” she said; “the War-duke +hath sent for the wondrous Byrny that he left in our treasury when he +departed to meet the Romans. Belike there shall be a perilous +battle, and few hearts need a stout sword-wall more than Thiodolf’s.”</p> +<p>As she spoke, Thorkettle had passed the door, and got into his saddle, +and sat his black horse like a mighty man as he slowly rode down the +turf bridge that led into the plain. And Asmund went to the door +and stood watching him till he set spurs to his horse, and departed +a great gallop to the south. Then said Asmund:</p> +<blockquote><p>“What then are the Gods devising, what wonders +do they will?<br /> +What mighty need is on them to work the kindreds ill,<br /> +That the seed of the Ancient Fathers and a woman of their kin<br /> +With her all unfading beauty must blend herself therein?<br /> +Are they fearing lest the kindreds should grow too fair and great,<br /> +And climb the stairs of God-home, and fashion all their fate,<br /> +And make all earth so merry that it never wax the worse,<br /> +Nor need a gift from any, nor prayers to quench the curse?<br /> +Fear they that the Folk-wolf, growing as the fire from out the spark<br /> +Into a very folk-god, shall lead the weaponed Mark<br /> +From wood to field and mountain, to stand between the earth<br /> +And the wrights that forge its thraldom and the sword to slay its mirth?<br /> +Fear they that the sons of the wild-wood the Loathly Folk shall quell,<br /> +And grow into Gods thereafter, and aloof in God-home dwell?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he turned back into the Hall, and was heavy-hearted and +dreary of aspect; for he was somewhat foreseeing; and it may not be +hidden that this seeming Thorkettle was no warrior of the Wolfings, +but the Wood-Sun in his likeness; for she had the power and craft of +shape-changing.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XVII—THE WOOD-SUN SPEAKETH WITH THIODOLF</h2> +<p>Now the Markmen laid Heriulf in howe on the ridge-crest where he +had fallen, and heaped a mighty howe over him that could be seen from +far, and round about him they laid the other warriors of the kindreds. +For they deemed it was fittest that they should lie on the place whose +story they had fashioned. But they cast earth on the foemen lower +down on the westward-lying bents.</p> +<p>The sun set amidst their work, and night came on; and Thiodolf was +weary and would fain rest him and sleep: but he had many thoughts, and +pondered whitherward he should lead the folk, so as to smite the Romans +once again, and he had a mind to go apart and be alone for rest and +slumber; so he spoke to a man of the kindred named Solvi in whom he +put all trust, and then he went down from the ridge, and into a little +dale on the southwest side thereof, a furlong from the place of the +battle. A beck ran down that dale, and the further end of it was +closed by a little wood of yew trees, low, but growing thick together, +and great grey stones were scattered up and down on the short grass +of the dale. Thiodolf went down to the brook-side, and to a place +where it trickled into a pool, whence it ran again in a thin thread +down the dale, turning aside before it reached the yew-wood to run its +ways under low ledges of rock into a wider dale. He looked at +the pool and smiled to himself as if he had thought of something that +pleased him; then he drew a broad knife from his side, and fell to cutting +up turfs till he had what he wanted; and then he brought stones to the +place, and built a dam across the mouth of the pool, and sat by on a +great stone to watch it filling.</p> +<p>As he sat he strove to think about the Roman host and how he should +deal with it; but despite himself his thoughts wandered, and made for +him pictures of his life that should be when this time of battle was +over; so that he saw nothing of the troubles that were upon his hands +that night, but rather he saw himself partaking in the deeds of the +life of man. There he was between the plough-stilts in the acres +of the kindred when the west wind was blowing over the promise of early +spring; or smiting down the ripe wheat in the hot afternoon amidst the +laughter and merry talk of man and maid; or far away over Mirkwood-water +watching the edges of the wood against the prowling wolf and lynx, the +stars just beginning to shine over his head, as now they were; or wending +the windless woods in the first frosts before the snow came, the hunter’s +bow or javelin in hand: or coming back from the wood with the quarry +on the sledge across the snow, when winter was deep, through the biting +icy wind and the whirl of the drifting snow, to the lights and music +of the Great Roof, and the merry talk therein and the smiling of the +faces glad to see the hunting-carles come back; and the full draughts +of mead, and the sweet rest a night-tide when the north wind was moaning +round the ancient home.</p> +<p>All seemed good and fair to him, and whiles he looked around him, +and saw the long dale lying on his left hand and the dark yews in its +jaws pressing up against the rock-ledges of the brook, and on his right +its windings as the ground rose up to the buttresses of the great ridge. +The moon was rising over it, and he heard the voice of the brook as +it tinkled over the stones above him; and the whistle of the plover +and the laugh of the whimbrel came down the dale sharp and clear in +the calm evening; and sounding far away, because the great hill muffled +them, were the voices of his fellows on the ridge, and the songs of +the warriors and the high-pitched cries of the watch. And this +also was a part of the sweet life which was, and was to be; and he smiled +and was happy and loved the days that were coming, and longed for them, +as the young man longs for the feet of his maiden at the trysting-place.</p> +<p>So as he sat there, the dreams wrapping him up from troublous thoughts, +at last slumber overtook him, and the great warrior of the Wolfings +sat nodding like an old carle in the chimney ingle, and he fell asleep, +his dreams going with him, but all changed and turned to folly and emptiness.</p> +<p>He woke with a start in no long time; the night was deep, the wind +had fallen utterly, and all sounds were stilled save the voice of the +brook, and now and again the cry of the watchers of the Goths. +The moon was high and bright, and the little pool beside him glittered +with it in all its ripples; for it was full now and trickling over the +lip of his dam. So he arose from the stone and did off his war-gear, +casting Throng-plough down into the grass beside him, for he had been +minded to bathe him, but the slumber was still on him, and he stood +musing while the stream grew stronger and pushed off first one of his +turfs and then another, and rolled two or three of the stones over, +and then softly thrust all away and ran with a gush down the dale, filling +all the little bights by the way for a minute or two; he laughed softly +thereat, and stayed the undoing of his kirtle, and so laid himself down +on the grass beside the stone looking down the dale, and fell at once +into a dreamless sleep.</p> +<p>When he awoke again, it was yet night, but the moon was getting lower +and the first beginnings of dawn were showing in the sky over the ridge; +he lay still a moment gathering his thoughts and striving to remember +where he was, as is the wont of men waking from deep sleep; then he +leapt to his feet, and lo, he was face to face with a woman, and she +who but the Wood-Sun? and he wondered not, but reached out his hand +to touch her, though he had not yet wholly cast off the heaviness of +slumber or remembered the tidings of yesterday.</p> +<p>She drew aback a little from him, and his eyes cleared of the slumber, +and he saw her that she was scantily clad in black raiment, barefoot, +with no gold ring on her arms or necklace on her neck, or crown about +her head. But she looked so fair and lovely even in that end of +the night-tide, that he remembered all her beauty of the day and the +sunshine, and he laughed aloud for joy of the sight of her, and said:</p> +<p>“What aileth thee, O Wood-Sun, and is this a new custom of +thy kindred and the folk of God-home that their brides array themselves +like thralls new-taken, and as women who have lost their kindred and +are outcast? Who then hath won the Burg of the Anses, and clomb +the rampart of God-home?”</p> +<p>But she spoke from where she stood in a voice so sweet, that it thrilled +to the very marrow of his bones.</p> +<blockquote><p>“I have dwelt a while with sorrow since we met, +we twain, in the wood:<br /> +I have mourned, while thou hast been merry, who deemest the war-play +good.<br /> +For I know the heart of the wilful and how thou wouldst cast away<br /> +The rampart of thy life-days, and the wall of my happy day.<br /> +Yea I am the thrall of Sorrow; she hath stripped my raiment off<br /> +And laid sore stripes upon me with many a bitter scoff.<br /> +Still bidding me remember that I come of the God-folk’s kin,<br /> +And yet for all my godhead no love of thee may win.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then she looked longingly at him a while and at last could no longer +refrain her, but drew nigh him and took his hands in hers, and kissed +his mouth, and said as she caressed him:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O where are thy wounds, beloved? how turned the +spear from thy breast,<br /> +When the storm of war blew strongest, and the best men met the best?<br /> +Lo, this is the tale of to-day: but what shall to-morrow tell?<br /> +That Thiodolf the Mighty in the fight’s beginning fell;<br /> +That there came a stroke ill-stricken, there came an aimless thrust,<br /> +And the life of the people’s helper lay quenched in the summer +dust.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>He answered nothing, but smiled as though the sound of her voice +and the touch of her hand were pleasant to him, for so much love there +was in her, that her very grief was scarcely grievous. But she +said again:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Thou sayest it: I am outcast; for a God that lacketh +mirth<br /> +Hath no more place in God-home and never a place on earth.<br /> +A man grieves, and he gladdens, or he dies and his grief is gone;<br /> +But what of the grief of the Gods, and the sorrow never undone?<br /> +Yea verily I am the outcast. When first in thine arms I lay<br /> +On the blossoms of the woodland my godhead passed away;<br /> +Thenceforth unto thee was I looking for the light and the glory of life<br /> +And the Gods’ doors shut behind me till the day of the uttermost +strife.<br /> +And now thou hast taken my soul, thou wilt cast it into the night,<br /> +And cover thine head with the darkness, and turn thine eyes from the +light.<br /> +Thou wouldst go to the empty country where never a seed is sown<br /> +And never a deed is fashioned, and the place where each is alone;<br /> +But I thy thrall shall follow, I shall come where thou seemest to lie,<br /> +I shall sit on the howe that hides thee, and thou so dear and nigh!<br /> +A few bones white in their war-gear that have no help or thought,<br /> +Shall be Thiodolf the Mighty, so nigh, so dear—and nought.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>His hands strayed over her shoulders and arms, caressing them, and +he said softly and lovingly:</p> +<blockquote><p>“I am Thiodolf the Mighty: but as wise as I may +be<br /> +No story of that grave-night mine eyes can ever see,<br /> +But rather the tale of the Wolfings through the coming days of earth,<br /> +And the young men in their triumph and the maidens in their mirth;<br /> +And morn’s promise every evening, and each day the promised morn,<br /> +And I amidst it ever reborn and yet reborn.<br /> +This tale I know, who have seen it, who have felt the joy and pain,<br /> +Each fleeing, each pursuing, like the links of the draw-well’s +chain:<br /> +But that deedless tide of the grave-mound, and the dayless nightless +day,<br /> +E’en as I strive to see it, its image wanes away.<br /> +What say’st thou of the grave-mound? shall I be there at all<br /> +When they lift the Horn of Remembrance, and the shout goes down the +hall,<br /> +And they drink the Mighty War-duke and Thiodolf the old?<br /> +Nay rather; there where the youngling that longeth to be bold<br /> +Sits gazing through the hall-reek and sees across the board<br /> +A vision of the reaping of the harvest of the sword,<br /> +There shall Thiodolf be sitting; e’en there shall the youngling +be<br /> +That once in the ring of the hazels gave up his life to thee.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She laughed as he ended, and her voice was sweet, but bitter was +her laugh. Then she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Nay thou shalt be dead, O warrior, thou shalt +not see the Hall<br /> +Nor the children of thy people ’twixt the dais and the wall.<br /> +And I, and I shall be living; still on thee shall waste my thought:<br /> +I shall long and lack thy longing; I shall pine for what is nought.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But he smiled again, and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Not on earth shall I learn this wisdom; and how +shall I learn it then<br /> +When I lie alone in the grave-mound, and have no speech with men?<br /> +But for thee,—O doubt it nothing that my life shall live in thee,<br /> +And so shall we twain be loving in the days that yet shall be.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>It was as if she heard him not; and she fell aback from him a little +and stood silently for a while as one in deep thought; and then turned +and went a few paces from him, and stooped down and came back again +with something in her arms (and it was the hauberk once more), and said +suddenly:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O Thiodolf, now tell me for what cause thou wouldst +not bear<br /> +This grey wall of the hammer in the tempest of the spear?<br /> +Didst thou doubt my faith, O Folk-wolf, or the counsel of the Gods,<br /> +That thou needs must cast thee naked midst the flashing battle-rods,<br /> +Or is thy pride so mighty that it seemed to thee indeed<br /> +That death was a better guerdon than the love of the Godhead’s +seed?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But Thiodolf said: “O Wood-Sun, this thou hast a right to ask +of me, why I have not worn in the battle thy gift, the Treasure of the +World, the Dwarf-wrought Hauberk! And what is this that thou sayest? +I doubt not thy faith towards me and thine abundant love: and as for +the rede of the Gods, I know it not, nor may I know it, nor turn it +this way nor that: and as for thy love and that I would choose death +sooner, I know not what thou meanest; I will not say that I love thy +love better than life itself; for these two, my life and my love, are +blended together and may not be sundered.</p> +<p>“Hearken therefore as to the Hauberk: I wot well that it is +for no light matter that thou wouldst have me bear thy gift, the wondrous +hauberk, into battle; I deem that some doom is wrapped up in it; maybe +that I shall fall before the foe if I wear it not; and that if I wear +it, somewhat may betide me which is unmeet to betide a warrior of the +Wolfings. Therefore will I tell thee why I have fought in two +battles with the Romans with unmailed body, and why I left the hauberk, +(which I see that thou bearest in thine arms) in the Roof of the Daylings. +For when I entered therein, clad in the hauberk, there came to meet +me an ancient man, one of the very valiant of days past, and he looked +on me with the eyes of love, as though he had been the very father of +our folk, and I the man that was to come after him to carry on the life +thereof. But when he saw the hauberk and touched it, then was +his love smitten cold with sadness and he spoke words of evil omen; +so that putting this together with thy words about the gift, and that +thou didst in a manner compel me to wear it, I could not but deem that +this mail is for the ransom of a man and the ruin of a folk.</p> +<p>“Wilt thou say that it is not so? then will I wear the hauberk, +and live and die happy. But if thou sayest that I have deemed +aright, and that a curse goeth with the hauberk, then either for the +sake of the folk I will not wear the gift and the curse, and I shall +die in great glory, and because of me the House shall live; or else +for thy sake I shall bear it and live, and the House shall live or die +as may be, but I not helping, nay I no longer of the House nor in it. +How sayest thou?”</p> +<p>Then she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Hail be thy mouth, beloved, for that last word +of thine,<br /> +And the hope that thine heart conceiveth and the hope that is born in +mine.<br /> +Yea, for a man’s delivrance was the hauberk born indeed<br /> +That once more the mighty warrior might help the folk at need.<br /> +And where is the curse’s dwelling if thy life be saved to dwell<br /> +Amidst the Wolfing warriors and the folk that loves thee well<br /> +And the house where the high Gods left thee to be cherished well therein?</p> +<p>“Yea more: I have told thee, beloved, that thou art not of +the kin;<br /> +The blood in thy body is blended of the wandering Elking race,<br /> +And one that I may not tell of, who in God-home hath his place,<br /> +And who changed his shape to beget thee in the wild-wood’s leafy +roof.<br /> +How then shall the doom of the Wolfings be woven in the woof<br /> +Which the Norns for thee have shuttled? or shall one man of war<br /> +Cast down the tree of the Wolfings on the roots that spread so far?<br /> +O friend, thou art wise and mighty, but other men have lived<br /> +Beneath the Wolfing roof-tree whereby the folk has thrived.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>He reddened at her word; but his eyes looked eagerly on her. +She cast down the hauberk, and drew one step nigher to him. She +knitted her brows, her face waxed terrible, and her stature seemed to +grow greater, as she lifted up her gleaming right arm, and cried out +in a great voice.</p> +<blockquote><p>“Thou Thiodolf the Mighty! Hadst thou will +to cast the net<br /> +And tangle the House in thy trouble, it is I would slay thee yet;<br /> +For ’tis I and I that love them, and my sorrow would I give,<br /> +And thy life, thou God of battle, that the Wolfing House might live.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith she rushed forward, and cast herself upon him, and threw +her arms about him, and strained him to her bosom, and kissed his face, +and he her in likewise, for there was none to behold them, and nought +but the naked heaven was the roof above their heads.</p> +<p>And now it was as if the touch of her face and her body, and the +murmuring of her voice changed and soft close to his ear, as she murmured +mere words of love to him, drew him away from the life of deeds and +doubts and made a new world for him, wherein he beheld all those fair +pictures of the happy days that had been in his musings when first he +left the field of the dead.</p> +<p>So they sat down on the grey stone together hand in hand, her head +laid upon his shoulder, no otherwise than if they had been two lovers, +young and without renown in days of deep peace.</p> +<p>So as they sat, her foot smote on the cold hilts of the sword, which +Thiodolf had laid down in the grass; and she stooped and took it up, +and laid it across her knees and his as they sat there; and she looked +on Throng-plough as he lay still in the sheath, and smiled on him, and +saw that the peace-strings were not yet wound about his hilts. +So she drew him forth and raised him up in her hand, and he gleamed +white and fearful in the growing dawn, for all things had now gotten +their colours again, whereas amidst their talking had the night worn, +and the moon low down was grown white and pale.</p> +<p>But she leaned aside, and laid her cheek against Thiodolf’s, +and he took the sword out of her hand and set it on his knees again, +and laid his right hand on it, and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Two things by these blue edges in the face of +the dawning I swear;<br /> +And first this warrior’s ransom in the coming fight to bear,<br /> +And evermore to love thee who hast given me second birth.<br /> +And by the sword I swear it, and by the Holy Earth,<br /> +To live for the House of the Wolfings, and at last to die for their +need.<br /> +For though I trow thy saying that I am not one of their seed,<br /> +Nor yet by the hand have been taken and unto the Father shown<br /> +As a very son of the Fathers, yet mid them hath my body grown;<br /> +And I am the guest of their Folk-Hall, and each one there is my friend.<br /> +So with them is my joy and sorrow, and my life, and my death in the +end.<br /> +Now whatso doom hereafter my coming days shall bide,<br /> +Thou speech-friend, thou deliverer, thine is this dawning-tide.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She spoke no word to him; but they rose up and went hand in hand +down the dale, he still bearing his naked sword over his shoulder, and +thus they went together into the yew-copse at the dale’s end. +There they abode till after the rising of the sun, and each to each +spake many loving words at their departure; and the Wood-Sun went her +ways at her will.</p> +<p>But Thiodolf went up the dale again, and set Throng-plough in his +sheath, and wound the peace-strings round him. Then he took up +the hauberk from the grass whereas the Wood-Sun had cast it, and did +it on him, as it were of the attire he was wont to carry daily. +So he girt Throng-plough to him, and went soberly up to the ridge-top +to the folk, who were just stirring in the early morning.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XVIII—TIDINGS BROUGHT TO THE WAIN-BURG</h2> +<p>Now it must be told of Otter and they of the Wain-burg how they had +the tidings of the overthrow of the Romans on the Ridge, and that Egil +had left them on his way to Wolf-stead. They were joyful of the +tale, as was like to be, but eager also to strike their stroke at the +foemen, and in that mood they abode fresh tidings.</p> +<p>It has been told how Otter had sent the Bearings and the Wormings +to the aid of Thiodolf and his folk, and these two were great kindreds, +and they being gone, there abode with Otter, one man with another, thralls +and freemen, scant three thousand men: of these many were bowmen good +to fight from behind a wall or fence, or some such cover, but scarce +meet to withstand a shock in the open field. However it was deemed +at this time in the Wain-burg that Thiodolf and his men would soon return +to them; and in any case, they said, he lay between the Romans and the +Mark, so that they had but little doubt; or rather they feared that +the Romans might draw aback from the Mark before they could be met in +battle again, for as aforesaid they were eager for the fray.</p> +<p>Now it was in the cool of the evening two days after the Battle on +the Ridge, that the men, both freemen and thralls, had been disporting +themselves in the plain ground without the Burg in casting the spear +and putting the stone, and running races a-foot and a-horseback, and +now close on sunset three young men, two of the Laxings and one of the +Shieldings, and a grey old thrall of that same House, were shooting +a match with the bow, driving their shafts at a rushen roundel hung +on a pole which the old thrall had dight. Men were peaceful and +happy, for the time was fair and calm, and, as aforesaid, they dreaded +not the Roman Host any more than if they were Gods dwelling in God-home. +The shooters were deft men, and they of the Burg were curious to note +their deftness, and many were breathed with the games wherein they had +striven, and thought it good to rest, and look on the new sport: so +they sat and stood on the grass about the shooters on three sides, and +the mead-horn went briskly from man to man; for there was no lack of +meat and drink in the Burg, whereas the kindreds that lay nighest to +it had brought in abundant provision, and women of the kindreds had +come to them, and not a few were there scattered up and down among the +carles.</p> +<p>Now the Shielding man, Geirbald by name, had just loosed at the mark, +and had shot straight and smitten the roundel in the midst, and a shout +went up from the onlookers thereat; but that shout was, as it were, +lined with another, and a cry that a messenger was riding toward the +Burg: thereat most men looked round toward the wood, because their minds +were set on fresh tidings from Thiodolf’s company, but as it happened +it was from the north and the side toward Mid-mark that they on the +outside of the throng had seen the rider coming; and presently the word +went from man to man that so it was, and that the new comer was a young +man on a grey horse, and would speedily be amongst them; so they wondered +what the tidings might be, but yet they did not break up the throng, +but abode in their places that they might receive the messenger more +orderly; and as the rider drew near, those who were nighest to him perceived +that it was a woman.</p> +<p>So men made way before the grey horse, and its rider, and the horse +was much spent and travel-worn. So the woman rode right into the +ring of warriors, and drew rein there, and lighted down slowly and painfully, +and when she was on the ground could scarce stand for stiffness; and +two or three of the swains drew near her to help her, and knew her at +once for Hrosshild of the Wolfings, for she was well-known as a doughty +woman.</p> +<p>Then she said: “Bring me to Otter the War-duke; or bring him +hither to me, which were best, since so many men are gathered together; +and meanwhile give me to drink; for I am thirsty and weary.”</p> +<p>So while one went for Otter, another reached to her the mead-horn, +and she had scarce done her draught, ere Otter was there, for they had +found him at the gate of the Burg. He had many a time been in +the Wolfing Hall, so he knew her at once and said:</p> +<p>“Hail, Hrosshild! how farest thou?”</p> +<p>She said: “I fare as the bearer of evil tidings. Bid +thy folk do on their war-gear and saddle their horses, and make no delay; +for now presently shall the Roman host be in Mid-mark!”</p> +<p>Then cried Otter: “Blow up the war-horn! get ye all to your +weapons and be ready to leap on your horses, and come ye to the Thing +in good order kindred by kindred: later on ye shall hear Hrosshild’s +story as she shall tell it to me!”</p> +<p>Therewith he led her to a grassy knoll that was hard by, and set +her down thereon and himself beside her, and said:</p> +<p>“Speak now, damsel, and fear not! For now shall one fate +go over us all, either to live together or die together as the free +children of Tyr, and friends of the Almighty God of the Earth. +How camest thou to meet the Romans and know of their ways and to live +thereafter?”</p> +<p>She said: “Thus it was: the Hall-Sun bethought her how that +the eastern ways into Mid-mark that bring a man to the thicket behind +the Roof of the Bearings are nowise hard, even for an host; so she sent +ten women, and me the eleventh to the Bearing dwelling and the road +through the thicket aforesaid; and we were to take of the Bearing stay-at-homes +whomso we would that were handy, and then all we to watch the ways for +fear of the Romans. And methinks she has had some vision of their +ways, though mayhap not altogether clear.</p> +<p>“Anyhow we came to the Bearing dwellings, and they gave us +of their folk eight doughty women and two light-foot lads, and so we +were twenty and one in all.</p> +<p>“So then we did as the Hall-Sun bade us, and ordained a chain +of watchers far up into the waste; and these were to sound a point of +war upon their horns each to each till the sound thereof should come +to us who lay with our horses hoppled ready beside us in the fair plain +of the Mark outside the thicket.</p> +<p>“To be short, the horns waked us up in the midst of yesternight, +and of the watches also came to us the last, which had heard the sound +amidst the thicket, and said that it was certainly the sound of the +Goths’ horn, and the note agreed on. Therefore I sent a +messenger at once to the Wolfing Roof to say what was toward; but to +thee I would not ride until I had made surer of the tidings; so I waited +awhile, and then rode into the wild-wood; and a long tale I might make +both of the waiting and the riding, had I time thereto; but this is +the end of it; that going warily a little past where the thicket thinneth +and the road endeth, I came on three of those watches or links in the +chain we had made, and half of another watch or link; that is to say +six women, who were come together after having blown their horns and +fled (though they should rather have abided in some lurking-place to +espy whatever might come that way) and one other woman, who had been +one of the watch much further off, and had spoken with the furthest +of all, which one had seen the faring of the Roman Host, and that it +was very great, and no mere band of pillagers or of scouts. And, +said this fleer (who was indeed half wild with fear), that while they +were talking together, came the Romans upon them, and saw them; and +a band of Romans beat the wood for them when they fled, and she, the +fleer, was at point to be taken, and saw two taken indeed, and haled +off by the Roman scourers of the wood. But she escaped and so +came to the others on the skirts of the thicket, having left of her +skin and blood on many a thornbush and rock by the way.</p> +<p>“Now when I heard this, I bade this fleer get her home to the +Bearings as swiftly as she might, and tell her tale; and she went away +trembling, and scarce knowing whether her feet were on earth or on water +or on fire; but belike failed not to come there, as no Romans were before +her.</p> +<p>“But for the others, I sent one to go straight to Wolf-stead +on the heels of the first messenger, to tell the Hall-Sun what had befallen, +and other five I set to lurk in the thicket, whereas none could lightly +lay hands on them, and when they had new tidings, to flee to Wolf-stead +as occasion might serve them; and for myself I tarried not, but rode +on the spur to tell thee hereof.</p> +<p>“But my last word to thee, Otter, is that by the Hall-sun’s +bidding the Bearings will not abide fire and steel at their own stead, +but when they hear true tidings of the Romans being hard at hand, will +take with them all that is not too hot or too heavy to carry, and go +their ways unto Wolf-stead: and the tidings will go up and down the +Mark on both sides of the water, so that whatever is of avail for defence +will gather there at our dwelling, and if we fall, goodly shall be the +howe heaped over us, even if ye come not in time.</p> +<p>“Now have I told thee what I needs must and there is no need +to question me more, for thou hast it all—do thou what thou hast +to do!”</p> +<p>With that word she cast herself down on the grass by the mound-side, +and was presently asleep, for she was very weary.</p> +<p>But all the time she had been telling her tale had the horn been +sounding, and there were now a many warriors gathered and more coming +in every moment: so Otter stood up on the mound after he had bidden +a man of his House to bring him his horse and war-gear, and abided a +little, till, as might be said, the whole host was gathered: then he +bade cry silence, and spake:</p> +<p>“Sons of Tyr, now hath an Host of the Romans gotten into the +Mark; a mighty host, but not so mighty that it may not be met. +Few words are best: let the Steerings, who are not many, but are men +well-tried in war and wisdom abide in the Burg along with the fighting +thralls: but let the Burg be broken up and moved from the place, and +let its warders wend towards Mid-mark, but warily and without haste, +and each night let them make the wain-garth and keep good watch.</p> +<p>“But know ye that the Romans shall fall with all their power +on the Wolfing dwellings, deeming that when they have that, they shall +have all that is ours with ourselves also. For there is the Hall-Sun +under the Great Roof, and there hath Thiodolf, our War-duke, his dwelling-place; +therefore shall all of us, save those that abide with the wains, take +horse, and ride without delay, and cross the water at Battleford, so +that we may fall upon the foe before they come west of the water; for +as ye know there is but one ford whereby a man wending straight from +the Bearings may cross Mirkwood-water, and it is like that the foe will +tarry at the Bearing stead long enough to burn and pillage it.</p> +<p>“So do ye order yourselves according to your kindreds, and +let the Shieldings lead. Make no more delay! But for me +I will now send a messenger to Thiodolf to tell him of the tidings, +and then speedily shall he be with us. Geirbald, I see thee; come +hither!”</p> +<p>Now Geirbald stood amidst the Shieldings, and when Otter had spoken, +he came forth bestriding a white horse, and with his bow slung at his +back. Said Otter: “Geirbald, thou shalt ride at once through +the wood, and find Thiodolf; and tell him the tidings, and that in nowise +he follow the Roman fleers away from the Mark, nor to heed anything +but the trail of the foemen through the south-eastern heaths of Mirkwood, +whether other Romans follow him or not: whatever happens let him lead +the Goths by that road, which for him is the shortest, towards the defence +of the Wolfing dwellings. Lo thou, my ring for a token! +Take it and depart in haste. Yet first take thy fellow Viglund +the Woodman with thee, lest if perchance one fall, the other may bear +the message. Tarry not, nor rest till thy word be said!”</p> +<p>Then turned Geirbald to find Viglund who was anigh to him, and he +took the ring, and the twain went their ways without more ado, and rode +into the wild-wood.</p> +<p>But about the wain-burg was there plenteous stir of men till all +was ordered for the departure of the host, which was no long while, +for there was nothing to do but on with the war-gear and up on to the +horse.</p> +<p>Forth then they went duly ordered in their kindreds towards the head +of the Upper-mark, riding as swiftly as they might without breaking +their array.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIX—THOSE MESSENGERS COME TO THIODOLF</h2> +<p>Of Geirbald and Viglund the tale tells that they rode the woodland +paths as speedily as they might. They had not gone far, and were +winding through a path amidst of a thicket mingled of the hornbeam and +holly, betwixt the openings of which the bracken grew exceeding tall, +when Viglund, who was very fine-eared, deemed that he heard a horse +coming to meet them: so they lay as close as they might, and drew back +their horses behind a great holly-bush lest it should be some one or +more of the foes who had fled into the wood when the Romans were scattered +in that first fight. But as the sound drew nearer, and it was +clearly the footsteps of a great horse, they deemed it would be some +messenger from Thiodolf, as indeed it turned out: for as the new-comer +fared on, somewhat unwarily, they saw a bright helm after the fashion +of the Goths amidst of the trees, and then presently they knew by his +attire that he was of the Bearings, and so at last they knew him to +be Asbiorn of the said House, a doughty man; so they came forth to meet +him and he drew rein when he saw armed men, but presently beholding +their faces he knew them and laughed on them, and said:</p> +<p>“Hail fellows! what tidings are toward?”</p> +<p>“These,” said Viglund, “that thou art well met, +since now shalt thou turn back and bring us to Thiodolf as speedily +as may be.”</p> +<p>But Asbiorn laughed and said: “Nay rather turn about with me; +or why are ye so grim of countenance?”</p> +<p>“Our errand is no light one,” said Geirbald, “but +thou, why art thou so merry?”</p> +<p>“I have seen the Romans fall,” said he, “and belike +shall soon see more of that game: for I am on an errand to Otter from +Thiodolf: the War-duke, when he had questioned some of those whom we +took on the Day of the Ridge, began to have a deeming that the Romans +had beguiled us, and will fall on the Mark by the way of the south-east +heaths: so now is he hastening to fetch a compass and follow that road +either to overtake them or prevent them; and he biddeth Otter tarry +not, but ride hard along the water to meet them if he may, or ever they +have set their hands to the dwellings of my House. And belike +when I have done mine errand to Otter I shall ride with him to look +on these burners and slayers once more; therefore am I merry. +Now for your tidings, fellows.”</p> +<p>Said Geirbald: “Our tidings are that both our errands are prevented, +and come to nought: for Otter hath not tarried, but hath ridden with +all his folk toward the stead of thine House. So shalt thou indeed +see these burners and slayers if thou ridest hard; since we have tidings +that the Romans will by now be in Mid-mark. And as for our errand, +it is to bid Thiodolf do even as he hath done. Hereby may we see +how good a pair of War-dukes we have gotten, since each thinketh of +the same wisdom. Now take we counsel together as to what we shall +do; whether we shall go back to Otter with thee, or thou go back to +Thiodolf with us; or else each go the road ordained for us.”</p> +<p>Said Asbiorn: “To Otter will I ride as I was bidden, that I +may look on the burning of our roof, and avenge me of the Romans afterwards; +and I bid you, fellows, ride with me, since fewer men there are with +Otter, and he must be the first to bide the brunt of battle.”</p> +<p>“Nay,” said Geirbald, “as for me ye must even lose +a man’s aid; for to Thiodolf was I sent, and to Thiodolf will +I go: and bethink thee if this be not best, since Thiodolf hath but +a deeming of the ways of the Romans and we wot surely of them. +Our coming shall make him the speedier, and the less like to turn back +if any alien band shall follow after him. What sayest thou, Viglund?”</p> +<p>Said Viglund: “Even as thou, Geirbald: but for myself I deem +I may well turn back with Asbiorn. For I would serve the House +in battle as soon as may be; and maybe we shall slaughter these kites +of the cities, so that Thiodolf shall have no work to do when he cometh.”</p> +<p>Said Asbiorn; “Geirbald, knowest thou right well the ways through +the wood and on the other side thereof, to the place where Thiodolf +abideth? for ye see that night is at hand.”</p> +<p>“Nay, not over well,” said Geirbald.</p> +<p>Said Asbiorn: “Then I rede thee take Viglund with thee; for +he knoweth them yard by yard, and where they be hard and where they +be soft. Moreover it were best indeed that ye meet Thiodolf betimes; +for I deem not but that he wendeth leisurely, though always warily, +because he deemeth not that Otter will ride before to-morrow morning. +Hearken, Viglund! Thiodolf will rest to-night on the other side +of the water, nigh to where the hills break off into the sheer cliffs +that are called the Kites’ Nest, and the water runneth under them, +coming from the east: and before him lieth the easy ground of the eastern +heaths where he is minded to wend to-morrow betimes in the morning: +and if ye do your best ye shall be there before he is upon the road, +and sure it is that your tidings shall hasten him.”</p> +<p>“Thou sayest sooth,” saith Geirbald, “tarry we +no longer; here sunder our ways; farewell!”</p> +<p>“Farewell,” said he, “and thou, Viglund, take this +word in parting, that belike thou shalt yet see the Romans, and strike +a stroke, and maybe be smitten. For indeed they be most mighty +warriors.”</p> +<p>Then made they no delay but rode their ways either side. And +Geirbald and Viglund rode over rough and smooth all night, and were +out of the thick wood by day-dawn: and whereas they rode hard, and Viglund +knew the ways well, they came to Mirkwood-water before the day was old, +and saw that the host was stirring, but not yet on the way. And +or ever they came to the water’s edge, they were met by Wolfkettle +of the Wolfings, and Hiarandi of the Elkings, and three others who were +but just come from the place where the hurt men lay down in a dale near +the Great Ridge; there had Wolfkettle and Hiarandi been tending Toti +of the Beamings, their fellow-in-arms, who had been sorely hurt in the +battle, but was doing well, and was like to live. So when they +saw the messengers, they came up to them and hailed them, and asked +them if the tidings were good or evil.</p> +<p>“That is as it may be,” said Geirbald, “but they +are short to tell; the Romans are in Mid-mark, and Otter rideth on the +spur to meet them, and sendeth us to bid Thiodolf wend the heaths to +fall in on them also. Nor may we tarry one minute ere we have +seen Thiodolf.”</p> +<p>Said Wolfkettle, “We will lead you to him; he is on the east +side of the water, with all his host, and they are hard on departing.”</p> +<p>So they went down the ford, which was not very deep; and Wolfkettle +rode the ford behind Geirbald, and another man behind Viglund; but Hiarandi +went afoot with the others beside the horses, for he was a very tall +man.</p> +<p>But as they rode amidst the clear water Wolfkettle lifted up his +voice and sang:</p> +<blockquote><p>“White horse, with what are ye laden as ye wade +the shallows warm,<br /> +But with tidings of the battle, and the fear of the fateful storm?<br /> +What loureth now behind us, what pileth clouds before,<br /> +On either hand what gathereth save the stormy tide of war?<br /> +Now grows midsummer mirky, and fallow falls the morn,<br /> +And dusketh the Moon’s Sister, and the trees look overworn;<br /> +God’s Ash tree shakes and shivers, and the sheer cliff standeth +white<br /> +As the bones of the giants’ father when the Gods first fared to +fight.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>And indeed the morning had grown mirky and grey and threatening, +and from far away the thunder growled, and the face of the Kite’s +Nest showed pale and awful against a dark steely cloud; and a few drops +of rain pattered into the smooth water before them from a rag of the +cloud-flock right over head. They were in mid stream now, for +the water was wide there; on the eastern bank were the warriors gathering, +for they had beheld the faring of those men, and the voice of Wolfkettle +came to them across the water, so they deemed that great tidings were +toward, and would fain know on what errand those were come.</p> +<p>Then the waters of the ford deepened till Hiarandi was wading more +than waist-deep, and the water flowed over Geirbald’s saddle; +then Wolfkettle laughed, and turning as he sat, dragged out his sword, +and waved it from east to west and sang:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O sun, pale up in heaven, shrink from us if thou +wilt,<br /> +And turn thy face from beholding the shock of guilt with guilt!<br /> +Stand still, O blood of summer! and let the harvest fade,<br /> +Till there be nought but fallow where once was bloom and blade!<br /> +O day, give out but a glimmer of all thy flood of light,<br /> +If it be but enough for our eyen to see the road of fight!<br /> +Forget all else and slumber, if still ye let us wake,<br /> +And our mouths shall make the thunder, and our swords shall the lightening +make,<br /> +And we shall be the storm-wind and drive the ruddy rain,<br /> +Till the joy of our hearts in battle bring back the day again.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>As he spake that word they came up through the shallow water dripping +on to the bank, and they and the men who abode them on the bank shouted +together for joy of fellowship, and all tossed aloft their weapons. +The man who had ridden behind Viglund slipped off on to the ground; +but Wolfkettle abode in his place behind Geirbald.</p> +<p>So the messengers passed on, and the others closed up round about +them, and all the throng went up to where Thiodolf was sitting on a +rock beneath a sole ash-tree, the face of the Kite’s Nest rising +behind him on the other side of a bight of the river. There he +sat unhelmed with the dwarf-wrought hauberk about him, holding Throng-plough +in its sheath across his knees, while he gave word to this and that +man concerning the order of the host.</p> +<p>So when they were come thither, the throng opened that the messengers +might come forward; for by this time had many more drawn near to hearken +what was toward. There they sat on their horses, the white and +the grey, and Wolfkettle stood by Geirbald’s bridle rein, for +he had now lighted down; and a little behind him, his head towering +over the others, stood Hiarandi great and gaunt. The ragged cloud +had drifted down south-east now and the rain fell no more, but the sun +was still pale and clouded.</p> +<p>Then Thiodolf looked gravely on them, and spake:</p> +<blockquote><p>“What do ye sons of the War-shield? what tale is +there to tell?<br /> +Is the kindred fallen tangled in the grasp of the fallow Hell?<br /> +Crows the red cock over the homesteads, have we met the foe too late?<br /> +For meseems your brows are heavy with the shadowing o’er of fate.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>But Geirbald answered:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Still cold with dew in the morning the Shielding +Roof-ridge stands,<br /> +Nor yet hath grey Hell bounden the Shielding warriors’ hands;<br /> +But lo, the swords, O War-duke, how thick in the wind they shake,<br /> +Because we bear the message that the battle-road ye take,<br /> +Nor tarry for the thunder or the coming on of rain,<br /> +Or the windy cloudy night-tide, lest your battle be but vain.<br /> +And this is the word that Otter yestre’en hath set in my mouth;<br /> +Seek thou the trail of the Aliens of the Cities of the South,<br /> +And thou shalt find it leading o’er the heaths to the beechen-wood,<br /> +And thence to the stony places where the foxes find their food;<br /> +And thence to the tangled thicket where the folkway cleaves it through,<br /> +To the eastern edge of Mid-mark where the Bearings deal and do.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then said Thiodolf in a cold voice, “What then hath befallen +Otter?”</p> +<p>Said Geirbald:</p> +<blockquote><p>“When last I looked upon Otter, all armed he rode +the plain,<br /> +With his whole host clattering round him like the rush of the summer +rain;<br /> +To the right or the left they looked not but they rode through the dusk +and the dark<br /> +Beholding nought before them but the dream of the foes in the Mark.<br /> +So he went; but his word fled from him and on my horse it rode,<br /> +And again it saith, O War-duke seek thou the Bear’s abode,<br /> +And tarry never a moment for ought that seems of worth,<br /> +For there shall ye find the sword-edge and the flame of the foes of +the earth.</p> +</blockquote> +<p>“Tarry not, Thiodolf, nor turn aback though a new foe followeth +on thine heels. No need to question me more; I have no more to +tell, save that a woman brought these tidings to us, whom the Hall-Sun +had sent with others to watch the ways: and some of them had seen the +Romans, who are a great host and no band stealing forth to lift the +herds.”</p> +<p>Now all those round about him heard his words, for he spake with +a loud voice; and they knew what the bidding of the War-duke would be; +so they loitered not, but each man went about his business of looking +to his war-gear and gathering to the appointed place of his kindred. +And even while Geirbald had been speaking, had Hiarandi brought up the +man who bore the great horn, who when Thiodolf leapt to his feet to +find him, was close at hand. So he bade him blow the war-blast, +and all men knew the meaning of that voice of the horn, and every man +armed him in haste, and they who had horses (and these were but the +Bearings and the Warnings), saddled them, and mounted, and from mouth +to mouth went the word that the Romans were gotten into Mid-mark, and +were burning the Bearing abodes. So speedily was the whole host +ready for the way, the Wolfings at the head of all. Then came +forth Thiodolf from the midst of his kindred, and they raised him upon +a great war-shield upheld by many men, and he stood thereon and spake:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O sons of Tyr, ye have vanquished, and sore hath +been your pain;<br /> +But he that smiteth in battle must ever smite again;<br /> +And thus with you it fareth, and the day abideth yet<br /> +When ye shall hold the Aliens as the fishes in the net.<br /> +On the Ridge ye slew a many; but there came a many more<br /> +From their strongholds by the water to their new-built garth of war,<br /> +And all these have been led by dastards o’er the way our feet +must tread<br /> +Through the eastern heaths and the beech-wood to the door of the Bearing +stead,<br /> +Now e’en yesterday I deemed it, but I durst not haste away<br /> +Ere the word was borne to Otter and ’tis he bids haste to-day;<br /> +So now by day and by night-tide it behoveth us to wend<br /> +And wind the reel of battle and weave its web to end.<br /> +Had ye deemed my eyes foreseeing, I would tell you of my sight,<br /> +How I see the folk delivered and the Aliens turned to flight,<br /> +While my own feet wend them onwards to the ancient Father’s Home.<br /> +But belike these are but the visions that to many a man shall come<br /> +When he goeth adown to the battle, and before him riseth high<br /> +The wall of valiant foemen to hide all things anigh.<br /> +But indeed I know full surely that no work that we may win<br /> +To-morrow or the next day shall quench the Markmen’s kin.<br /> +On many a day hereafter shall their warriors carry shield;<br /> +On many a day their maidens shall drive the kine afield,<br /> +On many a day their reapers bear sickle in the wheat<br /> +When the golden wind-wrought ripple stirs round the feast-hall’s +feet.<br /> +Lo, now is the day’s work easy—to live and overcome,<br /> +Or to die and yet to conquer on the threshold of the Home.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>And therewith he gat him down and went a-foot to the head of the +Wolfing band, a great shout going with him, which was mingled with the +voice of the war-horn that bade away.</p> +<p>So fell the whole host into due array, and they were somewhat over +three thousand warriors, all good and tried men and meet to face the +uttermost of battle in the open field; so they went their ways with +all the speed that footmen may, and in fair order; and the sky cleared +above their heads, but the distant thunder still growled about the world. +Geirbald and Viglund joined themselves to the Wolfings and went a-foot +along with Wolfkettle; but Hiarandi went with his kindred who were second +in the array.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XX—OTTER AND HIS FOLK COME INTO MID-MARK</h2> +<p>Otter and his folk rode their ways along Mirkwood-water, and made +no stay, except now and again to breathe their horses, till they came +to Battleford in the early morning; there they baited their horses, +for the grass was good in the meadow, and the water easy to come at.</p> +<p>So after they had rested there a short hour, and had eaten what was +easy for them to get, they crossed the ford, and wended along Mirkwood-water +between the wood and the river, but went slower than before lest they +should weary their horses; so that it was high-noon before they had +come out of the woodland way into Mid-mark; and at once as soon as the +whole plain of the Mark opened out before them, they saw what most of +them looked to see (since none doubted Hrosshild’s tale), and +that was a column of smoke rising high and straight up into the air, +for the afternoon was hot and windless. Great wrath rose in their +hearts thereat, and many a strong man trembled for anger, though none +for fear, as Otter raised his right hand and stretched it out towards +that token of wrack and ruin; yet they made no stay, nor did they quicken +their pace much; because they knew that they should come to Bearham +before night-fall, and they would not meet the Romans way-worn and haggard; +but they rode on steadily, a terrible company of wrathful men.</p> +<p>They passed by the dwellings of the kindreds, though save for the +Galtings the houses on the east side of the water between the Bearings +and the wild-wood road were but small; for the thicket came somewhat +near to the water and pinched the meadows. But the Galtings were +great hunters and trackers of the wild-wood, and they of the Geddings, +the Erings and the Withings, which were smaller Houses, lived somewhat +on the take of fish from Mirkwood-water (as did the Laxings also of +the Nether-mark), for thereabout were there goodly pools and eddies, +and sun-warmed shallows therewithal for the spawning of the trouts; +as there were eyots in the water, most of which tailed off into a gravelly +shallow at their lower ends.</p> +<p>Now as the riders of the Goths came over against the dwellings of +the Withings, they saw people, mostly women, driving up the beasts from +the meadow towards the garth; but upon the tofts about their dwellings +were gathered many folk, who had their eyes turned toward the token +of ravage that hung in the sky above the fair plain; but when these +beheld the riding of the host, they tossed up their arms to them and +whatever they bore in them, and the sound of their shrill cry (for they +were all women and young lads) came down the wind to the ears of the +riders. But down by the river on a swell of the ground were some +swains and a few thralls, and among them some men armed and a-horseback; +and these, when they perceived the host coming on turned and rode to +meet them; and as they drew near they shouted as men overjoyed to meet +their kindred; and indeed the fighting-men of their own House were riding +in the host. And the armed men were three old men, and one very +old with marvellous long white hair, and four long lads of some fifteen +winters, and four stout carles of the thralls bearing bows and bucklers, +and these rode behind the swains; so they found their own kindred and +rode amongst them.</p> +<p>But when they were all jingling and clashing on together, the dust +arising from the sun-dried turf, the earth shaking with the thunder +of the horse-hoofs, then the heart of the long-hoary one stirred within +him as he bethought him of the days of his youth, and to his old nostrils +came the smell of the horses and the savour of the sweat of warriors +riding close together knee to knee adown the meadow. So he lifted +up his voice and sang:</p> +<blockquote><p> “Rideth lovely along<br /> + The strong by the strong;<br /> + Soft under his breath<br /> + Singeth sword in the sheath,<br /> + And shield babbleth oft<br /> + Unto helm-crest aloft;<br /> +How soon shall their words rise mid wrath of the battle<br /> +Into wrangle unheeded of clanging and rattle,<br /> +And no man shall note then the gold on the sword<br /> +When the runes have no meaning, the mouth-cry no word,<br /> +When all mingled together, the war-sea of men<br /> +Shall toss up the steel-spray round fourscore and ten.</p> +<p> “Now as maids burn the weed<br /> + Betwixt acre and mead,<br /> + So the Bearings’ Roof<br /> + Burneth little aloof,<br /> + And red gloweth the hall<br /> + Betwixt wall and fair wall,<br /> +Where often the mead-sea we sipped in old days,<br /> +When our feet were a-weary with wending the ways;<br /> +When the love of the lovely at even was born,<br /> +And our hands felt fair hands as they fell on the horn.<br /> +There round about standeth the ring of the foe<br /> +Tossing babes on their spears like the weeds o’er the low.</p> +<p> “Ride, ride then! nor spare<br /> + The red steeds as ye fare!<br /> + Yet if daylight shall fail,<br /> + By the fire-light of bale<br /> + Shall we see the bleared eyes<br /> + Of the war-learned, the wise.<br /> +In the acre of battle the work is to win,<br /> +Let us live by the labour, sheaf-smiting therein;<br /> +And as oft o’er the sickle we sang in time past<br /> +When the crake that long mocked us fled light at the last,<br /> +So sing o’er the sword, and the sword-hardened hand<br /> +Bearing down to the reaping the wrath of the land.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>So he sang; and a great shout went up from his kindred and those +around him, and it was taken up all along the host, though many knew +not why they shouted, and the whole host quickened its pace, and went +a great trot over the smooth meadow.</p> +<p>So in no long while were they come over against the stead of the +Erings, and thereabouts were no beasts afield, and no women, for all +the neat were driven into the garth of the House; but all they who were +not war-fit were standing without doors looking down the Mark towards +the reek of the Bearing dwellings, and these also sent a cry of welcome +toward the host of their kindred. But along the river-bank came +to meet the host an armed band of two old men, two youths who were their +sons, and twelve thralls who were armed with long spears; and all these +were a-horseback: so they fell in with their kindred and the host made +no stay for them, but pressed on over-running the meadow. And +still went up that column of smoke, and thicker and blacker it grew +a-top, and ruddier amidmost.</p> +<p>So came they by the abode of the Geddings, and there also the neat +and sheep were close in the home-garth: but armed men were lying or +standing about the river bank, talking or singing merrily none otherwise +than though deep peace were on the land; and when they saw the faring +of the host they sprang to their feet with a shout and gat to their +horses at once: they were more than the other bands had been, for the +Geddings were a greater House; they were seven old men, and ten swains, +and ten thralls bearing long spears like to those of the Erings; and +no sooner had they fallen in with their kindred, than the men of the +host espied a greater company yet coming to meet them: and these were +of the folk of the Galtings; and amongst them were ten warriors in their +prime, because they had but of late come back from the hunting in the +wood and had been belated from the muster of the kindreds; and with +them were eight old men and fifteen lads, and eighteen thralls; and +the swains and thralls all bore bows besides the swords that they were +girt withal, and not all of them had horses, but they who had none rode +behind the others: so they joined themselves to the host, shouting aloud; +and they had with them a great horn that they blew on till they had +taken their place in the array; and whereas their kindred was with Thiodolf, +they followed along with the hinder men of the Shieldings.</p> +<p>So now all the host went on together, and when they had passed the +Galting abodes, there was nothing between them and Bearham, nor need +they look for any further help of men; there were no beasts afield nor +any to herd them, and the stay-at-homes were within doors dighting them +for departure into the wild-wood if need should be: but a little while +after they had passed these dwellings came into the host two swains +of about twenty winters, and a doughty maid, their sister, and they +bare no weapons save short spears and knives; they were wet and dripping +with the water, for they had just swum Mirkwood-water. They were +of the Wolfing House, and had been shepherding a few sheep on the west +side of the water, when they saw the host faring to battle, and might +not refrain them, but swam their horses across the swift deeps to join +their kindred to live and die with them. The tale tells that they +three fought in the battles that followed after, and were not slain +there, though they entered them unarmed, but lived long years afterwards: +of them need no more be said.</p> +<p>Now, when the host was but a little past the Galting dwellings men +began to see the flames mingled with the smoke of the burning, and the +smoke itself growing thinner, as though the fire had over-mastered everything +and was consuming itself with its own violence; and somewhat afterwards, +the ground rising, they could see the Bearing meadow and the foemen +thereon: yet a little further, and from the height of another swelling +of the earth they could see the burning houses themselves and the array +of the Romans; so there they stayed and breathed their horses a while. +And they beheld how of the Romans a great company was gathered together +in close array betwixt the ford and the Bearing Hall, but nigher unto +the ford, and these were a short mile from them; but others they saw +streaming out from the burning dwellings, as if their work were done +there, and they could not see that they had any captives with them. +Other Romans there were, and amongst them men in the attire of the Goths, +busied about the river banks, as though they were going to try the ford.</p> +<p>But a little while abode Otter in that place, and then waved his +arm and rode on and all the host followed; and as they drew nigher, +Otter, who was wise in war, beheld the Romans and deemed them a great +host, and the very kernel and main body of them many more than all his +company; and moreover they were duly and well arrayed as men waiting +a foe; so he knew that he must be wary or he would lose himself and +all his men.</p> +<p>So he stayed his company when they were about two furlongs from them, +and the main body of the foe stirred not, but horsemen and slingers +came forth from its sides and made on toward the Goths, and in three +or four minutes were within bowshot of them. Then the bowmen of +the Goths slipped down from their horses and bent their bows and nocked +their arrows and let fly, and slew and hurt many of the horsemen, who +endured their shot but for a minute or two and then turned rein and +rode back slowly to their folk, and the slingers came not on very eagerly +whereas they were dealing with men a-horseback, and the bowmen of the +Goths also held them still.</p> +<p>Now turned Otter to his folk and made them a sign, which they knew +well, that they should get down from their horses; and when they were +afoot the leaders of tens and hundreds arrayed them, into the wedge-array, +with the bowmen on either flank: and Otter smiled as he beheld this +adoing and that the Romans meddled not with them, belike because they +looked to have them good cheap, since they were but a few wild men.</p> +<p>But when they were all arrayed he sat still on his horse and spake +to them short and sharply, saying:</p> +<p>“Men of the Goths, will ye mount your horses again and ride +into the wood and let it cover you, or will ye fight these Romans?” +They answered him with a great shout and the clashing of their weapons +on their shields. “That is well,” quoth Otter, “since +we have come so far; for I perceive that the foe will come to meet us, +so that we must either abide their shock or turn our backs. Yet +must we fight wisely or we are undone, and Thiodolf in risk of undoing; +this have we to do if we may, to thrust in between them and the ford, +and if we may do that, there let us fight it out, till we fall one over +another. But if we may not do it, then will we not throw our lives +away but do the foemen what hurt we may without mingling ourselves amongst +them, and so abide the coming of Thiodolf; for if we get not betwixt +them and the ford we may in no case hinder them from crossing. +And all this I tell you that ye may follow me wisely, and refrain your +wrath that ye may live yet to give it the rein when the time comes.”</p> +<p>So he spake and got down from his horse and drew his sword and went +to the head of the wedge-array and began slowly to lead forth; but the +thralls and swains had heed of the horses, and they drew aback with +them towards the wood which was but a little way from them.</p> +<p>But for Otter he led his men down towards the ford, and when the +Romans saw that, their main body began to move forward, faring slant-wise, +as a crab, down toward the ford; then Otter hastened somewhat, as he +well might, since his men were well learned in war and did not break +their array; but now by this time were those burners of the Romans come +up with the main battle, and the Roman captain sent them at once against +the Goths, and they advanced boldly enough, a great cloud of men in +loose array who fell to with arrows and slings on the wedge-array and +slew and hurt many: yet did not Otter stay his folk; but it was ill +going for them, for their unshielded sides were turned to the Romans, +nor durst Otter scatter his bowmen out from the wedge-array, lest the +Romans, who were more than they, should enter in amongst them. +Ever he gazed earnestly on the main battle of the Romans, and what they +were doing, and presently it became clear to him that they would outgo +him and come to the ford, and then he wotted well that they would set +on him just when their light-armed were on his flank and his rearward, +and then it would go hard but they would break their array and all would +be lost: therefore he slacked his pace and went very slowly and the +Romans went none the slower for that; but their light-armed grew bolder +and drew more together as they came nigher to the Goths, as though they +would give them an onset; but just at that nick of time Otter passed +the word down the ranks, and, waving his sword, turned sharply to the +right and fell with all the wedge-array on the clustering throng of +the light-armed, and his bowmen spread out now from the right flank +of the wedge-array, and shot sharp and swift and the bowmen on the left +flank ran forward swiftly till they had cleared the wedge-array and +were on the flank of the light-armed Romans; and they, what between +the onset of the swordsmen and spearmen of the Goths, and their sharp +arrows, knew not which way to turn, and a great slaughter befell amongst +them, and they of them were the happiest who might save themselves by +their feet.</p> +<p>Now after this storm, and after these men had been thrust away, Otter +stayed not, but swept round about the field toward the horses; and indeed +he looked to it that the main-battle of the Romans should follow him, +but they did not, but stayed still to receive the fleers of their light-armed. +And this indeed was the goodhap of the Goths; for they were somewhat +disordered by their chase of the light-armed, and they smote and spared +not, their hearts being full of bitter wrath, as might well be; for +even as they turned on the Romans, they beheld the great roof of the +Bearings fall in over the burned hall, and a great shower of sparks +burst up from its fall, and there were the ragged gables left standing, +licked by little tongues of flame which could not take hold of them +because of the clay which filled the spaces between the great timbers +and was daubed over them. And they saw that all the other houses +were either alight or smouldering, down to the smallest cot of a thrall, +and even the barns and booths both great and little.</p> +<p>Therefore, whereas the Markmen were far fewer in all than the Roman +main-battle, and whereas this same host was in very good array, no doubt +there was that the Markmen would have been grievously handled had the +Romans fallen on; but the Roman Captain would not have it so: for though +he was a bold man, yet was his boldness that of the wolf, that falleth +on when he is hungry and skulketh when he is full. He was both +young and very rich, and a mighty man among his townsmen, and well had +he learned that ginger is hot in the mouth, and though he had come forth +to the war for the increasing of his fame, he had no will to die among +the Markmen, either for the sake of the city of Rome, or of any folk +whatsoever, but was liefer to live for his own sake. Therefore +was he come out to vanquish easily, that by his fame won he might win +more riches and dominion in Rome; and he was well content also to have +for his own whatever was choice amongst the plunder of these wild-men +(as he deemed them), if it were but a fair woman or two. So this +man thought, It is my business to cross the ford and come to Wolfstead, +and there take the treasure of the tribe, and have a stronghold there, +whence we may slay so many of these beasts with little loss to us that +we may march away easily and with our hands full, even if Maenius with +his men come not to our aid, as full surely he will: therefore as to +these angry men, who be not without might and conduct in battle, let +us remember the old saw that saith ‘a bridge of gold to a fleeing +foe,’ and let them depart with no more hurt of Romans, and seek +us afterwards when we are fenced into their stead, which shall then +be our stronghold: even so spake he to his Captains about him.</p> +<p>For it must be told that he had no tidings of the overthrow of the +Romans on the Ridge; nor did he know surely how many fighting-men the +Markmen might muster, except by the report of those dastards of the +Goths; and though he had taken those two women in the wastes, yet had +he got no word from them, for they did as the Hall-Sun bade them, when +they knew that they would be questioned with torments, and smiting themselves +each with a little sharp knife, so went their ways to the Gods.</p> +<p>Thus then the Roman Captain let the Markmen go their ways, and turned +toward the ford, and the Markmen went slowly now toward their horses. +Howbeit there were many of them who murmured against Otter, saying that +it was ill done to have come so far and ridden so hard, and then to +have done so little, and that were to-morrow come, they would not be +led away so easily: but now they said it was ill; for the Romans would +cross the water, and make their ways to Wolfstead, none hindering them, +and would burn the dwellings and slay the old men and thralls, and have +away the women and children and the Hall-Sun the treasure of the Markmen. +In sooth, they knew not that a band of the Roman light-armed had already +crossed the water, and had fallen upon the dwellings of the Wolfings; +but that the old men and younglings and thralls of the House had come +upon them as they were entangled amidst the tofts and the garths, and +had overcome them and slain many.</p> +<p>Thus went Otter and his men to their horses when it was now drawing +toward sunset (for all this was some while adoing), and betook them +to a rising ground not far from the wood-side, and there made what sort +of a garth they might, with their horses and the limbs of trees and +long-shafted spears; and they set a watch and abode in the garth right +warily, and lighted no fires when night fell, but ate what meat they +had with them, which was but little, and so sleeping and watching abode +the morning. But the main body of the Romans did not cross the +ford that night, for they feared lest they might go astray therein, +for it was an ill ford to those that knew not the water: so they abode +on the bank nigh to the water’s edge, with the mind to cross as +soon as it was fairly daylight.</p> +<p>Now Otter had lost of his men some hundred and twenty slain or grievously +hurt, and they had away with them the hurt men and the bodies of the +slain. The tale tells not how many of the Romans were slain, but +a many of their light-armed had fallen, since the Markmen had turned +so hastily upon them, and they had with them many of the best bowmen +of the Mark.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXI—THEY BICKER ABOUT THE FORD</h2> +<p>In the grey of the morning was Otter afoot with the watchers, and +presently he got on his horse and peered over the plain, but the mist +yet hung low on it, so that he might see nought for a while; but at +last he seemed to note something coming toward the host from the upper +water above the ford, so he rode forward to meet it, and lo, it was +a lad of fifteen winters, naked save his breeches, and wet from the +river; and Otter drew rein, and the lad said to him: “Art thou +the War-duke?” “Yea,” said Otter.</p> +<p>Said the lad, “I am Ali, the son of Grey, and the Hall-Sun +hath sent me to thee with this word: ‘Are ye coming? Is +Thiodolf at hand? For I have seen the Roof-ridge red in the sunlight +as if it were painted with cinnabar.’”</p> +<p>Said Otter, “Art thou going back to Wolfstead, son?”</p> +<p>“Yea, at once, my father,” said Ali.</p> +<p>“Then tell her,” said Otter, “that Thiodolf is +at hand, and when he cometh we shall both together fall upon the Romans +either in crossing the ford or in the Wolfing meadow; but tell her also +that I am not strong enough to hinder the Romans from crossing.”</p> +<p>“Father,” said Ali, “the Hall-Sun saith: Thou art +wise in war; now tell us, shall we hold the Hall against the Romans +that ye may find us there? For we have discomfited their vanguard +already, and we have folk who can fight; but belike the main battle +of the Romans shall get the upper hand of us ere ye come to our helping: +belike it were better to leave the hall, and let the wood cover us.”</p> +<p>“Now is this well asked,” said Otter; “get thee +back, my son, and bid the Hall-Sun trust not to warding of the Hall, +for the Romans are a mighty host: and this day, even when Thiodolf cometh +hither, shall be hard for the Goth-folk: let her hasten lest these thieves +come upon her hastily; let her take the Hall-Sun her namesake, and the +old men and children and the women, and let those fighting folk she +hath be a guard to all this in the wood. And hearken moreover; +it will, maybe, be six hours ere Thiodolf cometh; tell her I will cast +the dice for life or death, and stir up these Romans now at once, that +they may have other things to think of than burning old men and women +and children in their dwellings; thus may she reach the wood unhindered. +Hast thou all this in thine head? Then go thy ways.”</p> +<p>But the lad lingered, and he reddened and looked on the ground and +then he said: “My father, I swam the deeps, and when I reached +this bank, I crept along by the mist and the reeds toward where the +Romans are, and I came near to them, and noted what they were doing; +and I tell thee that they are already stirring to take the water at +the ford. Now then do what thou wilt.”</p> +<p>Therewith he turned about, and went his way at once, running like +a colt which has never felt halter or bit.</p> +<p>But Otter rode back hastily and roused certain men in whom he trusted, +and bid them rouse the captains and all the host and bid men get to +horse speedily and with as little noise as might be. So did they, +and there was little delay, for men were sleeping with one eye open, +as folk say, and many were already astir. So in a little while +they were all in the saddle, and the mist yet stretched low over the +meadow; for the morning was cool and without wind. Then Otter +bade the word be carried down the ranks that they should ride as quietly +as may be and fare through the mist to do the Romans some hurt, but +in nowise to get entangled in their ranks, and all men to heed well +the signal of turning and drawing aback; and therewith they rode off +down the meadow led by men who could have led them through the dark +night.</p> +<p>But for the Romans, they were indeed getting ready to cross the ford +when the mist should have risen; and on the bank it was thinning already +and melting away; for a little air of wind was beginning to breathe +from the north-east and the sunrise, which was just at hand; and the +bank, moreover, was stonier and higher than the meadow’s face, +which fell away from it as a shallow dish from its rim: thereon yet +lay the mist like a white wall.</p> +<p>So the Romans and their friends the dastards of the Goths had well +nigh got all ready, and had driven stakes into the water from bank to +bank to mark out the safe ford, and some of their light-armed and most +of their Goths were by now in the water or up on the Wolfing meadow +with the more part of their baggage and wains; and the rest of the host +was drawn up in good order, band by band, waiting the word to take the +water, and the captain was standing nigh to the river bank beside their +God the chief banner of the Host.</p> +<p>Of a sudden one of the dastards of the Goths who was close to the +Captain cried out that he heard horse coming; but because he spake in +the Gothic tongue, few heeded; but even therewith an old leader of a +hundred cried out the same tidings in the Roman tongue, and all men +fell to handling their weapons; but before they could face duly toward +the meadow, came rushing from out of the mist a storm of shafts that +smote many men, and therewithal burst forth the sound of the Markmen’s +war-horn, like the roaring of a hundred bulls mingled with the thunder +of horses at the gallop; and then dark over the wall of mist showed +the crests of the riders of the Mark, though scarce were their horses +seen till their whole war-rank came dark and glittering into the space +of the rising-ground where the mist was but a haze now, and now at last +smitten athwart by the low sun just arisen.</p> +<p>Therewith came another storm of shafts, wherein javelins and spears +cast by the hand were mingled with the arrows: but the Roman ranks had +faced the meadow and the storm which it yielded, swiftly and steadily, +and they stood fast and threw their spears, albeit not with such good +aim as might have been, because of their haste, so that few were slain +by them. And the Roman Captain still loth to fight with the Goths +in earnest for no reward, and still more and more believing that this +was the only band of them that he had to look to, bade those who were +nighest the ford not to tarry for the onset of a few wild riders, but +to go their ways into the water; else by a sudden onrush might the Romans +have entangled Otter’s band in their ranks, and so destroyed all. +As it was the horsemen fell not on the Roman ranks full in face, but +passing like a storm athwart the ranks to the right, fell on there where +they were in thinnest array (for they were gathered to the ford as aforesaid), +and slew some and drave some into the deeps and troubled the whole Roman +host.</p> +<p>So now the Roman Captain was forced to take new order, and gather +all his men together, and array his men for a hard fight; and by now +the mist was rolling off from the face of the whole meadow and the sun +was bright and hot. His men serried their ranks, and the front +rank cast their spears, and slew both men and horses of the Goths as +those rode along their front casting their javelins, and shooting here +and there from behind their horses if occasion served, or making a shift +to send an arrow even as they sat a-horseback; then the second rank +of the Romans would take the place of the first, and cast in their turn, +and they who had taken the water turned back and took their place behind +the others, and many of the light-armed came with them, and all the +mass of them flowed forward together, looking as if it might never be +broken. But Otter would not abide the shock, since he had lost +men and horses, and had no mind to be caught in the sweep of their net; +so he made the sign, and his Company drew off to right and left, yet +keeping within bowshot, so that the bowmen still loosed at the Romans.</p> +<p>But they for their part might not follow afoot men on untired horses, +and their own horse was on the west side with the baggage, and had it +been there would have been but of little avail, as the Roman Captain +knew. So they stood awhile making grim countenance, and then slowly +drew back to the ford under cover of their light-armed who shot at the +Goths as they rode forward, but abode not their shock.</p> +<p>But Otter and his folk followed after the Romans again, and again +did them some hurt, and at last drew so nigh, that once more the Romans +stormed forth, and once more smote a stroke in the air; nor even so +would the Markmen cease to meddle with them, though never would Otter +suffer his men to be mingled with them. At the last the Romans, +seeing that Otter would not walk into the open trap, and growing weary +of this bickering, began to take the water little by little, while a +strong Company kept face to the Markmen; and now Otter saw that they +would not be hindered any longer, and he had lost many men, and even +now feared lest he should be caught in the trap, and so lose all. +And on the other hand it was high noon by now, so that he had given +respite to the stay-at-homes of the Wolfings, so that they might get +them into the wood. So he drew out of bowshot and bade his men +breathe their horses and rest themselves and eat something; and they +did so gladly, since they saw that they might not fall upon the Romans +to live and die for it until Thiodolf was come, or until they knew that +he was not coming. But the Romans crossed the ford in good earnest +and were soon all gathered together on the western bank making them +ready for the march to Wolfstead. And it must be told that the +Roman Captain was the more deliberate about this because after the overthrow +of his light-armed there the morning before, he thought that the Roof +was held by warriors of the kindreds, and not by a few old men, and +women, and lads. Therefore he had no fear of their escaping him. +Moreover it was this imagination of his, to wit that a strong band of +warriors was holding Wolf-stead, that made him deem there were no more +worth thinking about of the warriors of the Mark save Otter’s +Company and the men in the Hall of the Wolfings.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXII—OTTER FALLS ON AGAINST HIS WILL</h2> +<p>It was with the same imagination working in him belike that the Roman +Captain set none to guard the ford on the westward side of Mirkwood-water. +The Romans tarried there but a little hour, and then went their ways; +but Otter sent a man on a swift horse to watch them, and when they were +clean gone for half an hour, he bade his folk to horse, and they departed, +all save a handful of the swains and elders, who were left to tell the +tidings to Thiodolf when he should come into Mid-mark.</p> +<p>So Otter and his folk crossed the ford, and drew up in good order +on the westward bank, and it was then somewhat more than three hours +after noon. He had been there but a little while before he noted +a stir in the Bearing meadow, and lo, it was the first of Thiodolf’s +folk, who had gotten out of the wood and had fallen in with the men +whom he had left behind. And these first were the riders of the +Bearings, and the Wormings, (for they had out-gone the others who were +afoot). It may well be thought how fearful was their anger when +they set eyes on the smouldering ashes of the dwellings; nor even when +those folk of Otter had told them all they had to tell could some of +them refrain them from riding off to the burnt houses to seek for the +bodies of their kindred. But when they came there, and amidst +the ashes could find no bones, their hearts were lightened, and yet +so mad wroth they were, that some could scarce sit their horses, and +great tears gushed from the eyes of some, and pattered down like hail-stones, +so eager were they to see the blood of the Romans. So they rode +back to where they had left their folk talking with them of Otter; and +the Bearings were sitting grim upon their horses and somewhat scowling +on Otter’s men. Then the foremost of those who had come +back from the houses waved his hand toward the ford, but could say nought +for a while; but the captain and chief of the Bearings, a grizzled man +very big of body, whose name was Arinbiorn, spake to that man and said; +“What aileth thee Sweinbiorn the Black? What hast thou seen?”</p> +<p>He said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now red and grey is the pavement of the Bearings’ +house of old:<br /> +Red yet is the floor of the dais, but the hearth all grey and cold.<br /> +I knew not the house of my fathers; I could not call to mind<br /> +The fashion of the building of that Warder of the Wind.<br /> +O wide were grown the windows, and the roof exceeding high!<br /> +For nought there was to look on ’twixt the pavement and the sky.<br /> +But the tie-beam lay on the dais, and methought its staining fair;<br /> +For rings of smoothest charcoal were round it here and there,<br /> +And the red flame flickered o’er it, and never a staining wight<br /> +Hath red earth in his coffer so clear and glittering bright,<br /> +And still the little smoke-wreaths curled o’er it pale and blue.<br /> +Yea, fair is our hall’s adorning for a feast that is strange and +new.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Said Arinbiorn: “What sawest thou therein, O Sweinbiorn, where +sat thy grandsire at the feast? Where were the bones of thy mother +lying?”</p> +<p>Said Sweinbiorn:</p> +<blockquote><p>“We sought the feast-hall over, and nought we found +therein<br /> +Of the bones of the ancient mothers, or the younglings of the kin.<br /> +The men are greedy, doubtless, to lose no whit of the prey,<br /> +And will try if the hoary elders may yet outlive the way<br /> +That leads to the southland cities, till at last they come to stand<br /> +With the younglings in the market to be sold in an alien land.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Arinbiorn’s brow lightened somewhat; but ere he could speak +again an ancient thrall of the Galtings spake and said:</p> +<p>“True it is, O warriors of the Bearings, that we might not +see any war-thralls being led away by the Romans when they came away +from the burning dwellings; and we deem it certain that they crossed +the water before the coming of the Romans, and that they are now with +the stay-at-homes of the Wolfings in the wild-wood behind the Wolfing +dwellings, for we hear tell that the War-duke would not that the Hall-Sun +should hold the Hall against the whole Roman host.”</p> +<p>Then Sweinbiorn tossed up his sword into the air and caught it by +the hilts as it fell, and cried out: “On, on to the meadow, where +these thieves abide us!” Arinbiorn spake no word, but turned +his horse and rode down to the ford, and all men followed him; and of +the Bearings there were an hundred warriors save one, and of the Wormings +eighty and seven.</p> +<p>So rode they over the meadow and into the ford and over it, and Otter’s +company stood on the bank to meet them, and shouted to see them; but +the others made but little noise as they crossed the water.</p> +<p>So when they were on the western bank Arinbiorn came among them of +Otter, and cried out: “Where then is Otter, where is the War-duke, +is he alive or dead?”</p> +<p>And the throng opened to him and Otter stood facing him; and Arinbiorn +spake and said: “Thou art alive and unhurt, War-duke, when many +have been hurt and slain; and methinks thy company is little minished +though the kindred of the Bearings lacketh a roof; and its elders and +women and children are gone into captivity. What is this? +Was it a light thing that gangrel thieves should burn and waste in Mid-mark +and depart unhurt, that ye stand here with clean blades and cold bodies?”</p> +<p>Said Otter: “Thou grievest for the hurt of thine House, Arinbiorn; +but this at least is good, that though ye have lost the timber of your +house ye have not lost its flesh and blood; the shell is gone, but the +kernel is saved: for thy folk are by this time in the wood with the +Wolfing stay-at-homes, and among these are many who may fight on occasion, +so they are safe as for this time: the Romans may not come at them to +hurt them.”</p> +<p>Said Arinbiorn: “Had ye time to learn all this, Otter, when +ye fled so fast before the Romans, that the father tarried not for the +son, nor the son for the father?”</p> +<p>He spoke in a loud voice so that many heard him, and some deemed +it evil; for anger and dissension between friends seemed abroad; but +some were so eager for battle, that the word of Arinbiorn seemed good +to them, and they laughed for pride and anger.</p> +<p>Then Otter answered meekly, for he was a wise man and a bold: “We +fled not, Arinbiorn, but as the sword fleeth, when it springeth up from +the iron helm to fall on the woollen coat. Are we not now of more +avail to you, O men of the Bearings, than our dead corpses would have +been?”</p> +<p>Arinbiorn answered not, but his face waxed red, as if he were struggling +with a weight hard to lift: then said Otter:</p> +<p>“But when will Thiodolf and the main battle be with us?”</p> +<p>Arinbiorn answered calmly: “Maybe in a little hour from now, +or somewhat more.”</p> +<p>Said Otter: “My rede is that we abide him here, and when we +are all met and well ordered together, fall on the Romans at once: for +then shall we be more than they; whereas now we are far fewer, and moreover +we shall have to set on them in their ground of vantage.”</p> +<p>Arinbiorn answered nothing; but an old man of the Bearings, one Thorbiorn, +came up and spake:</p> +<p>“Warriors, here are we talking and taking counsel, though this +is no Hallowed Thing to bid us what we shall do, and what we shall forbear; +and to talk thus is less like warriors than old women wrangling over +the why and wherefore of a broken crock. Let the War-duke rule +here, as is but meet and right. Yet if I might speak and not break +the peace of the Goths, then would I say this, that it might be better +for us to fall on these Romans at once before they have cast up a dike +about them, as Fox telleth is their wont, and that even in an hour they +may do much.”</p> +<p>As he spake there was a murmur of assent about him, but Otter spake +sharply, for he was grieved.</p> +<p>“Thorbiorn, thou art old, and shouldest not be void of prudence. +Now it had been better for thee to have been in the wood to-day to order +the women and the swains according to thine ancient wisdom than to egg +on my young warriors to fare unwarily. Here will I abide Thiodolf.”</p> +<p>Then Thorbiorn reddened and was wroth; but Arinbiorn spake:</p> +<p>“What is this to-do? Let the War-duke rule as is but +right: but I am now become a man of Thiodolf’s company; and he +bade me haste on before to help all I might. Do thou as thou wilt, +Otter: for Thiodolf shall be here in an hour’s space, and if much +diking shall be done in an hour, yet little slaying, forsooth, shall +be done, and that especially if the foe is all armed and slayeth women +and children. Yea if the Bearing women be all slain, yet shall +not Tyr make us new ones out of the stones of the waste to wed with +the Galtings and the fish-eating Houses?—this is easy to be done +forsooth. Yea, easier than fighting the Romans and overcoming +them!”</p> +<p>And he was very wrath, and turned away; and again there was a murmur +and a hum about him. But while these had been speaking aloud, +Sweinbiorn had been talking softly to some of the younger men, and now +he shook his naked sword in the air and spake aloud and sang:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Ye tarry, Bears of Battle! ye linger, Sons of +the Worm!<br /> +Ye crouch adown, O kindreds, from the gathering of the storm!<br /> +Ye say, it shall soon pass over and we shall fare afield<br /> +And reap the wheat with the war-sword and winnow in the shield.<br /> +But where shall be the corner wherein ye then shall abide,<br /> +And where shall be the woodland where the whelps of the bears shall +hide<br /> +When ’twixt the snowy mountains and the edges of the sea<br /> +These men have swept the wild-wood and the fields where men may be<br /> +Of every living sword-blade, and every quivering spear,<br /> +And in the southland cities the yoke of slaves ye bear?<br /> +Lo ye! whoever follows I fare to sow the seed<br /> +Of the days to be hereafter and the deed that comes of deed.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he waved his sword over his head, and made as if he would +spur onward. But Arinbiorn thrust through the press and outwent +him and cried out:</p> +<p>“None goeth before Arinbiorn the Old when the battle is pitched +in the meadows of the kindred. Come, ye sons of the Bear, ye children +of the Worm! And come ye, whosoever hath a will to see stout men +die!”</p> +<p>Then on he rode nor looked behind him, and the riders of the Bearings +and the Wormings drew themselves out of the throng, and followed him, +and rode clattering over the meadow towards Wolfstead. A few of +the others rode with them, and yet but a few. For they remembered +the holy Folk-mote and the oath of the War-duke, and how they had chosen +Otter to be their leader. Howbeit, man looked askance at man, +as if in shame to be left behind.</p> +<p>But Otter bethought him in the flash of a moment, “If these +men ride alone, they shall die and do nothing; and if we ride with them +it may be that we shall overthrow the Romans, and if we be vanquished, +it shall go hard but we shall slay many of them, so that it shall be +the easier for Thiodolf to deal with them.”</p> +<p>Then he spake hastily, and bade certain men abide at the ford for +a guard; then he drew his sword and rode to the front of his folk, and +cried out aloud to them:</p> +<p>“Now at last has come the time to die, and let them of the +Markmen who live hereafter lay us in howe. Set on, Sons of Tyr, +and give not your lives away, but let them be dearly earned of our foemen.”</p> +<p>Then all shouted loudly and gladly; nor were they otherwise than +exceeding glad; for now had they forgotten all other joys of life save +the joy of fighting for the kindred and the days to be.</p> +<p>So Otter led them forth, and when he heard the whole company clattering +and thundering on the earth behind him and felt their might enter into +him, his brow cleared, and the anxious lines in the face of the old +man smoothed themselves out, and as he rode along the soul so stirred +within him that he sang out aloud:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Time was when hot was the summer and I was young +on the earth,<br /> +And I grudged me every moment that lacked its share of mirth.<br /> +I woke in the morn and was merry and all the world methought<br /> +For me and my heart’s deliverance that hour was newly wrought.<br /> +I have passed through the halls of manhood, I have reached the doors +of eld,<br /> +And I have been glad and sorry, but ever have upheld<br /> +My heart against all trouble that none might call me sad,<br /> +But ne’er came such remembrance of how my heart was glad<br /> +In the afternoon of summer ’neath the still unwearied sun<br /> +Of the days when I was little and all deeds were hopes to be won,<br /> +As now at last it cometh when e’en in such-like tide,<br /> +For the freeing of my trouble o’er the fathers’ field I +ride.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Many men perceived that he sang, and saw that he was merry, howbeit +few heard his very words, and yet all were glad of him.</p> +<p>Fast they rode, being wishful to catch up with the Bearings and the +Wormings, and soon they came anigh them, and they, hearing the thunder +of the horse-hoofs, looked and saw that it was the company of Otter, +and so slacked their speed till they were all joined together with joyous +shouting and laughter. So then they ordered the ranks anew and +so set forward in great joy without haste or turmoil toward Wolfstead +and the Romans. For now the bitterness of their fury and the sourness +of their abiding wrath were turned into the mere joy of battle; even +as the clear red and sweet wine comes of the ugly ferment and rough +trouble of the must.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXIII—THIODOLF MEETETH THE ROMANS IN THE WOLFING MEADOW</h2> +<p>It was scarce an hour after this that the footmen of Thiodolf came +out of the thicket road on to the meadow of the Bearings; there saw +they men gathered on a rising ground, and they came up to them and saw +how some of them were looking with troubled faces towards the ford and +what lay beyond it, and some toward the wood and the coming of Thiodolf. +But these were they whom Otter had bidden abide Thiodolf there, and +he had sent two messengers to them for Thiodolf’s behoof that +he might have due tidings so soon as he came out of the thicket: the +first told how Otter had been compelled in a manner to fall on the Romans +along with the riders of the Bearings and the Wormings, and the second +who had but just then come, told how the Markmen had been worsted by +the Romans, and had given back from the Wolfing dwellings, and were +making a stand against the foemen in the meadow betwixt the ford and +Wolfstead.</p> +<p>Now when Thiodolf heard of these tidings he stayed not to ask long +questions, but led the whole host straightway down to the ford, lest +the remnant of Otter’s men should be driven down there, and the +Romans should hold the western bank against him.</p> +<p>At the ford there was none to withstand them, nor indeed any man +at all; for the men whom Otter had set there, when they heard that the +battle had gone against their kindred, had ridden their ways to join +them. So Thiodolf crossed over the ford, he and his in good order +all afoot, he like to the others; but for him he was clad in the Dwarf-wrought +Hauberk, but was unhelmeted and bare no shield. Throng-plough +was naked in his hand as he came up all dripping on to the bank and +stood in the meadow of the Wolfings; his face was stern and set as he +gazed straight onward to the place of the fray, but he did not look +as joyous as his wont was in going down to the battle.</p> +<p>Now they had gone but a short way from the ford before the noise +of the fight and the blowing of horns came down the wind to them, but +it was a little way further before they saw the fray with their eyes; +because the ground fell away from the river somewhat at first, and then +rose and fell again before it went up in one slope toward the Wolfing +dwellings.</p> +<p>But when they were come to the top of the next swelling of the ground, +they beheld from thence what they had to deal with; for there round +about a ground of vantage was the field black with the Roman host, and +in the midst of it was a tangle of struggling men and tossing spears, +and glittering swords.</p> +<p>So when they beheld the battle of their kindred they gave a great +shout and hastened onward the faster; and they were ordered into the +wedge-array and Thiodolf led them, as meet it was. And now even +as they who were on the outward edge of the array and could see what +was toward were looking on the battle with eager eyes, there came an +answering shout down the wind, which they knew for the voice of the +Goths amid the foemen, and then they saw how the ring of the Romans +shook and parted, and their array fell back, and lo the company of the +Markmen standing stoutly together, though sorely minished; and sure +it was that they had not fled or been scattered, but were ready to fall +one over another in one band, for there were no men straggling towards +the ford, though many masterless horses ran here and there about the +meadow. Now, therefore, none doubted but that they would deliver +their friends from the Romans, and overthrow the foemen.</p> +<p>But now befel a wonder, a strange thing to tell of. The Romans +soon perceived what was adoing, whereupon the half of them turned about +to face the new comers, while the other half still withstood the company +of Otter: the wedge-array of Thiodolf drew nearer and nearer till it +was hard on the place where it should spread itself out to storm down +on the foe, and the Goths beset by the Romans made them ready to fall +on from their side. There was Thiodolf leading his host, and all +men looking for the token and sign to fall on; but even as he lifted +up Throng-plough to give that sign, a cloud came over his eyes and he +saw nought of all that was before him, and he staggered back as one +who hath gotten a deadly stroke, and so fell swooning to the earth, +though none had smitten him. Then stayed was the wedge-array even +at the very point of onset, and the hearts of the Goths sank, for they +deemed that their leader was slain, and those who were nearest to him +raised him up and bore him hastily aback out of the battle; and the +Romans also had beheld him fall, and they also deemed him dead or sore +hurt, and shouted for joy and loitered not, but stormed forth on the +wedge-array like valiant men; for it must be told that they, who erst +out-numbered the company of Otter, were now much out-numbered, but they +deemed it might well be that they could dismay the Goths since they +had been stayed by the fall of their leader; and Otter’s company +were wearied with sore fighting against a great host. Nevertheless +these last, who had not seen the fall of Thiodolf (for the Romans were +thick between him and them) fell on with such exceeding fury that they +drove the Romans who faced them back on those who had set on the wedge-array, +which also stood fast undismayed; for he who stood next to Thiodolf, +a man big of body, and stout of heart, hight Thorolf, hove up a great +axe and cried out aloud:</p> +<p>“Here is the next man to Thiodolf! here is one who will not +fall till some one thrusts him over, here is Thorolf of the Wolfings! +Stand fast and shield you, and smite, though Thiodolf be gone untimely +to the Gods!”</p> +<p>So none gave back a foot, and fierce was the fight about the wedge-array; +and the men of Otter—but there was no Otter there, and many another +man was gone, and Arinbiorn the Old led them—these stormed on +so fiercely that they cleft their way through all and joined themselves +to their kindred, and the battle was renewed in the Wolfing meadow. +But the Romans had this gain, that Thiodolf’s men had let go their +occasion for falling on the Romans with their line spread out so that +every man might use his weapons; yet were the Goths strong both in valiancy +and in numbers, nor might the Romans break into their array, and as +aforesaid the Romans were the fewer, for it was less than half of their +host that had pursued the Goths when they had been thrust back from +their fierce onset: nor did more than the half seem needed, so many +of them had fallen along with Otter the War-duke and Sweinbiorn of the +Bearings, that they seemed to the Romans but a feeble band easy to overcome.</p> +<p>So fought they in the Wolfing meadow in the fifth hour after high-noon, +and neither yielded to the other: but while these things were a-doing, +men laid Thiodolf adown aloof from the battle under a doddered oak half +a furlong from where the fight was a-doing, round whose bole clung flocks +of wool from the sheep that drew around it in the hot summer-tide and +rubbed themselves against it, and the ground was trodden bare of grass +round the bole, and close to the trunk was worn into a kind of trench. +There then they laid Thiodolf, and they wondered that no blood came +from him, and that there was no sign of a shot-weapon in his body.</p> +<p>But as for him, when he fell, all memory of the battle and what had +gone before it faded from his mind, and he passed into sweet and pleasant +dreams wherein he was a lad again in the days before he had fought with +the three Hun-Kings in the hazelled field. And in these dreams +he was doing after the manner of young lads, sporting in the meadows, +backing unbroken colts, swimming in the river, going a-hunting with +the elder carles. And especially he deemed that he was in the +company of one old man who had taught him both wood-craft and the handling +of weapons: and fair at first was his dream of his doings with this +man; he was with him in the forge smithying a sword-blade, and hammering +into its steel the thin golden wires; and fishing with an angle along +with him by the eddies of Mirkwood-water; and sitting with him in an +ingle of the Hall, the old man telling a tale of an ancient warrior +of the Wolfings hight Thiodolf also: then suddenly and without going +there, they were in a little clearing of the woods resting after hunting, +a roe-deer with an arrow in her lying at their feet, and the old man +was talking, and telling Thiodolf in what wise it was best to go about +to get the wind of a hart; but all the while there was going on the +thunder of a great gale of wind through the woodland boughs, even as +the drone of a bag-pipe cleaves to the tune. Presently Thiodolf +arose and would go about his hunting again, and stooped to take up his +spear, and even therewith the old man’s speech stayed, and Thiodolf +looked up, and lo, his face was white like stone, and he touched him, +and he was hard as flint, and like the image of an ancient god as to +his face and hands, though the wind stirred his hair and his raiment, +as they did before. Therewith a great pang smote Thiodolf in his +dream, and he felt as if he also were stiffening into stone, and he +strove and struggled, and lo, the wild-wood was gone, and a white light +empty of all vision was before him, and as he moved his head this became +the Wolfing meadow, as he had known it so long, and thereat a soft pleasure +and joy took hold of him, till again he looked, and saw there no longer +the kine and sheep, and the herd-women tending them, but the rush and +turmoil of that fierce battle, the confused thundering noise of which +was going up to the heavens; for indeed he was now fully awake again.</p> +<p>So he stood up and looked about; and around him was a ring of the +sorrowful faces of the warriors, who had deemed that he was hurt deadly, +though no hurt could they find upon him. But the Dwarf-wrought +Hauberk lay upon the ground beside him; for they had taken it off him +to look for his hurts.</p> +<p>So he looked into their faces and said: “What aileth you, ye +men? I am alive and unhurt; what hath betided?”</p> +<p>And one said: “Art thou verily alive, or a man come back from +the dead? We saw thee fall as thou wentest leading us against +the foe as if thou hadst been smitten by a thunder-bolt, and we deemed +thee dead or grievously hurt. Now the carles are fighting stoutly, +and all is well since thou livest yet.”</p> +<p>So he said: “Give me the point and edges that I know, that +I may smite myself therewith and not the foemen; for I have feared and +blenched from the battle.”</p> +<p>Said an old warrior: “If that be so, Thiodolf, wilt thou blench +twice? Is not once enough? Now let us go back to the hard +handplay, and if thou wilt, smite thyself after the battle, when we +have once more had a man’s help of thee.”</p> +<p>Therewith he held out Throng-plough to him by the point, and Thiodolf +took hold of the hilts and handled it and said: “Let us hasten, +while the Gods will have it so, and while they are still suffering me +to strike a stroke for the kindred.”</p> +<p>And therewith he brandished Throng-plough, and went forth toward +the battle, and the heart grew hot within him, and the joy of waking +life came back to him, the joy which but erewhile he had given to a +mere dream.</p> +<p>But the old man who had rebuked him stooped down and lifted the Hauberk +from the ground, and cried out after him, “O Thiodolf, and wilt +thou go naked into so strong a fight? and thou with this so goodly sword-rampart?”</p> +<p>Thiodolf stayed a moment, and even therewith they looked, and lo! +the Romans giving back before the Goths and the Goths following up the +chase, but slowly and steadily. Then Thiodolf heeded nothing save +the battle, but ran forward hastily, and those warriors followed him, +the old man last of all holding the Hauberk in his hand, and muttering:</p> +<blockquote><p>“So fares hot blood to the glooming and the world +beneath the grass;<br /> +And the fruit of the Wolfings’ orchard in a flash from the world +must pass.<br /> +Men say that the tree shall blossom in the garden of the folk,<br /> +And the new twig thrust him forward from the place where the old one +broke,<br /> +And all be well as aforetime: but old and old I grow,<br /> +And I doubt me if such another the folk to come shall know.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>And he still hurried forward as fast as his old body might go, so +that he might wrap the safeguard of the Hauberk round Thiodolf’s +body.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXIV—THE GOTHS ARE OVERTHROWN BY THE ROMANS</h2> +<p>Now rose up a mighty shout when Thiodolf came back to the battle +of the kindreds, for many thought he had been slain; and they gathered +round about him, and cried out to him joyously out of their hearts of +good-fellowship, and the old man who had rebuked Thiodolf, and who was +Jorund of the Wolfings, came up to him and reached out to him the Hauberk, +and he did it on scarce heeding; for all his heart and soul was turned +toward the battle of the Romans and what they were a-doing; and he saw +that they were falling back in good order, as men out-numbered, but +undismayed. So he gathered all his men together and ordered them +afresh; for they were somewhat disarrayed with the fray and the chase: +and now he no longer ordered them in the wedge array, but in a line +here three deep, here five deep, or more, for the foes were hard at +hand, and outnumbered, and so far overcome, that he and all men deemed +it a little matter to give these their last overthrow, and then onward +to Wolf-stead to storm on what was left there and purge the house of +the foemen. Howbeit Thiodolf bethought him that succour might +come to the Romans from their main-battle, as they needed not many men +there, since there was nought to fear behind them: but the thought was +dim within him, for once more since he had gotten the Hauberk on him +the earth was wavering and dream-like: he looked about him, and nowise +was he as in past days of battle when he saw nought but the foe before +him, and hoped for nothing save the victory. But now indeed the +Wood-Sun seemed to him to be beside him, and not against his will, as +one besetting and hindering him, but as though his own longing had drawn +her thither and would not let her depart; and whiles it seemed to him +that her beauty was clearer to be seen than the bodies of the warriors +round about him. For the rest he seemed to be in a dream indeed, +and, as men do in dreams, to be for ever striving to be doing something +of more moment than anything which he did, but which he must ever leave +undone. And as the dream gathered and thickened about him the +foe before him changed to his eyes, and seemed no longer the stern brown-skinned +smooth-faced men under their crested iron helms with their iron-covered +shields before them, but rather, big-headed men, small of stature, long-bearded, +swart, crooked of body, exceeding foul of aspect. And he looked +on and did nothing for a while, and his head whirled as though he had +been grievously smitten.</p> +<p>Thus tarried the kindreds awhile, and they were bewildered and their +hearts fell because Thiodolf did not fly on the foemen like a falcon +on the quarry, as his wont was. But as for the Romans, they had +now stayed, and were facing their foes again, and that on a vantage-ground, +since the field sloped up toward the Wolfing dwelling; and they gathered +heart when they saw that the Goths tarried and forbore them. But +the sun was sinking, and the evening was hard at hand.</p> +<p>So at last Thiodolf led forward with Throng-plough held aloft in +his right hand; but his left hand he held out by his side, as though +he were leading someone along. And as he went, he muttered: “When +will these accursed sons of the nether earth leave the way clear to +us, that we may be alone and take pleasure each in each amidst of the +flowers and the sun?”</p> +<p>Now as the two hosts drew near to one another, again came the sound +of trumpets afar off, and men knew that this would be succour coming +to the Romans from their main-battle, and the Romans thereon shouted +for joy, and the host of the kindreds might no longer forbear, but rushed +on fiercely against them; and for Thiodolf it was now come to this, +that so entangled was he in his dream that he rather went with his men +than led them. Yet had he Throng-plough in his right hand, and +he muttered in his beard as he went, “Smite before! smite behind! +and smite on the right hand! but never on the left!”</p> +<p>Thus then they met, and as before, neither might the Goths sweep +the Romans away, nor the Romans break the Goths into flight; yet were +many of the kindred anxious and troubled, since they knew that aid was +coming to the Romans, and they heard the trumpets sounding nearer and +more joyous; and at last, as the men of the kindreds were growing a-wearied +with fighting, they heard those horns as it were in their very ears, +and the thunder of the tramp of footmen, and they knew that a fresh +host of men was upon them; then those they had been fighting with opened +before them, falling aside to the right and the left, and the fresh +men passing between them, fell on the Goths like the waters of a river +when a sluice-gate is opened. They came on in very good order, +never breaking their ranks, but swift withal, smiting and pushing before +them, and so brake through the array of the Goth-folk, and drave them +this way and that way down the slopes.</p> +<p>Yet still fought the warriors of the kindred most valiantly, making +stand and facing the foe again and again in knots of a score or two +score, or maybe ten score; and though many a man was slain, yet scarce +any one before he had slain or hurt a Roman; and some there were, and +they the oldest, who fought as if they and the few about them were all +the host that was left to the folk, and heeded not that others were +driven back, or that the Romans gathered about them, cutting them off +from all succour and aid, but went on smiting till they were felled +with many strokes.</p> +<p>Howbeit the array of the Goths was broken and many were slain, and +perforce they must give back, and it seemed as if they would be driven +into the river and all be lost.</p> +<p>But for Thiodolf, this befell him: that at first, when those fresh +men fell on, he seemed, as it were, to wake unto himself again, and +he cried aloud the cry of the Wolf, and thrust into the thickest of +the fray, and slew many and was hurt of none, and for a moment of time +there was an empty space round about him, such fear he cast even into +the valiant hearts of the foemen. But those who had time to see +him as they stood by him noted that he was as pale as a dead man, and +his eyes set and staring; and so of a sudden, while he stood thus threatening +the ring of doubtful foemen, the weakness took him again, Throng-plough +tumbled from his hand, and he fell to earth as one dead.</p> +<p>Then of those who saw him some deemed that he had been striving against +some secret hurt till he could do no more; and some that there was a +curse abroad that had fallen upon him and upon all the kindreds of the +Mark; some thought him dead and some swooning. But, dead or alive, +the warriors would not leave their War-duke among the foemen, so they +lifted him, and gathered about him a goodly band that held its own against +all comers, and fought through the turmoil stoutly and steadily; and +others gathered to them, till they began to be something like a host +again, and the Romans might not break them into knots of desperate men +any more.</p> +<p>Thus they fought their way, Arinbiorn of the Bearings leading them +now, with a mind to make a stand for life or death on some vantage-ground; +and so, often turning upon the Romans, they came in array ever growing +more solid to the rising ground looking one way over the ford and the +other to the slopes where the battle had just been. There they +faced the foe as men who may be slain, but will be driven no further; +and what bowmen they had got spread out from their flanks and shot on +the Romans, who had with them no light-armed, or slingers or bowmen, +for they had left them at Wolf-stead. So the Romans stood a while, +and gave breathing-space to the Markmen, which indeed was the saving +of them: for if they had fallen on hotly and held to it steadily, it +is like that they would have passed over all the bodies of the Markmen: +for these had lost their leader, either slain, as some thought, or, +as others thought, banned from leadership by the Gods; and their host +was heavy-hearted; and though it is like that they would have stood +there till each had fallen over other, yet was their hope grown dim, +and the whole folk brought to a perilous and fearful pass, for if these +were slain or scattered there were no more but they, and nought between +fire and the sword and the people of the Mark.</p> +<p>But once again the faint-heart folly of the Roman Captain saved his +foes: for whereas he once thought that the whole power of the Markmen +lay in Otter and his company, and deemed them too little to meddle with, +so now he ran his head into the other hedge, and deemed that Thiodolf’s +company was but a part of the succour that was at hand for the Goths, +and that they were over-big for him to meddle with.</p> +<p>True it is also that now dark night was coming on, and the land was +unknown to the Romans, who moreover trusted not wholly to the dastards +of the Goths who were their guides and scouts: furthermore the wood +was at hand, and they knew not what it held; and with all this and above +it all, it is to be said that over them also had fallen a dread of some +doom anear; for those habitations amidst of the wild-woods were terrible +to them as they were dear to the Goths; and the Gods of their foemen +seemed to be lying in wait to fall upon them, even if they should slay +every man of the kindreds.</p> +<p>So now having driven back the Goths to that height over the ford, +which indeed was no stronghold, no mountain, scarce a hill even, nought +but a gentle swelling of the earth, they forebore them; and raising +up the whoop of victory drew slowly aback, picking up their own dead +and wounded, and slaying the wounded Markmen. They had with them +also some few captives, but not many; for the fighting had been to the +death between man and man on the Wolfing Meadow.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXV—THE HOST OF THE MARKMEN COMETH INTO THE WILD-WOOD</h2> +<p>Yet though the Romans were gone, the Goth-folk were very hard bested. +They had been overthrown, not sorely maybe if they had been in an alien +land, and free to come and go as they would; yet sorely as things were, +because the foeman was sitting in their own House, and they must needs +drag him out of it or perish: and to many the days seemed evil, and +the Gods fighting against them, and both the Wolfings and the other +kindreds bethought them of the Hall-Sun and her wisdom and longed to +hear of tidings concerning her.</p> +<p>But now the word ran through the host that Thiodolf was certainly +not slain. Slowly he had come to himself, and yet was not himself, +for he sat among his men gloomy and silent, clean contrary to his wont; +for hitherto he had been a merry man, and a joyous fellow.</p> +<p>Amidst of the ridge whereon the Markmen now abode, there was a ring +made of the chief warriors and captains and wise men who had not been +slain or grievously hurt in the fray, and amidst them all sat Thiodolf +on the ground, his chin sunken on his breast, looking more like a captive +than the leader of a host amidst of his men; and that the more as his +scabbard was empty; for when Throng-plough had fallen from his hand, +it had been trodden under foot, and lost in the turmoil. There +he sat, and the others in that ring of men looked sadly upon him; such +as Arinbiorn of the Bearings, and Wolfkettle and Thorolf of his own +House, and Hiarandi of the Elkings, and Geirbald the Shielding, the +messenger of the woods, and Fox who had seen the Roman Garth, and many +others. It was night now, and men had lighted fires about the +host, for they said that the Romans knew where to find them if they +listed to seek; and about those fires were men eating and drinking what +they might come at, but amidmost of that ring was the biggest fire, +and men turned them towards it for counsel and help, for elsewhere none +said, “What do we?” for they were heavy-hearted and redeless, +since the Gods had taken the victory out of their hands just when they +seemed at point to win it.</p> +<p>But amidst all this there was a little stir outside that biggest +ring, and men parted, and through them came a swain amongst the chiefs, +and said, “Who will lead me to the War-duke?”</p> +<p>Thiodolf, who was close beside the lad, answered never a word; but +Arinbiorn said; “This man here sitting is the War-duke: speak +to him, for he may hearken to thee: but first who art thou?”</p> +<p>Said the lad; “My name is Ali the son of Grey, and I come with +a message from the Hall-Sun and the stay-at-homes who are in the Woodland.”</p> +<p>Now when he named the Hall-Sun Thiodolf started and looked up, and +turning to his left-hand said, “And what sayeth thy daughter?”</p> +<p>Men did not heed that he said <i>thy</i> daughter, but deemed that +he said <i>my</i> daughter, since he was wont as her would-be foster-father +to call her so. But Ali spake:</p> +<p>“War-duke and ye chieftains, thus saith the Hall-Sun: ‘I +know that by this time Otter hath been slain and many another, and ye +have been overthrown and chased by the Romans, and that now there is +little counsel in you except to abide the foe where ye are and there +to die valiantly. But now do my bidding and as I am bidden, and +then whosoever dieth or liveth, the kindreds shall vanquish that they +may live and grow greater. Do ye thus: the Romans think no otherwise +but to find you here to-morrow or else departed across the water as +broken men, and they will fall upon you with their whole host, and then +make a war-garth after their manner at Wolf-stead and carry fire and +the sword and the chains of thralldom into every House of the Mark. +Now therefore fetch a compass and come into the wood on the north-west +of the houses and make your way to the Thing-stead of the Mid-mark. +For who knoweth but that to-morrow we may fall upon these thieves again? +Of this shall ye hear more when we may speak together and take counsel +face to face; for we stay-at-homes know somewhat closely of the ways +of these Romans. Haste then! let not the grass grow over your +feet!</p> +<p>“‘But to thee, Thiodolf, have I a word to say when we +meet; for I wot that as now thou canst not hearken to my word.’ +Thus saith the Hall-Sun.”</p> +<p>“Wilt thou speak, War-duke?” said Arinbiorn. But +Thiodolf shook his head. Then said Arinbiorn; “Shall I speak +for thee?” and Thiodolf nodded yea. Then said Arinbiorn: +“Ali son of Grey, art thou going back to her that sent thee?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” said the lad, “but in your company, for +ye will be coming straightway and I know all the ways closely; and there +is need for a guide through the dark night as ye will see presently.”</p> +<p>Then stood up Arinbiorn and said: “Chiefs and captains, go +ye speedily and array your men for departure: bid them leave all the +fires burning and come their ways as silently as maybe; for now will +we wend this same hour before moonrise into the Wild-wood and the Thing-stead +of Mid-mark; thus saith the War-duke.”</p> +<p>But when they were gone, and Arinbiorn and Thiodolf were left alone, +Thiodolf lifted up his head and spake slowly and painfully:</p> +<p>“Arinbiorn, I thank thee: and thou dost well to lead this folk: +since as for me that is somewhat that weighs me down, and I know not +whether it be life or death; therefore I may no longer be your captain, +for twice now have I blenched from the battle. Yet command me, +and I will obey, set a sword in my hand and I will smite, till the God +snatches it out of my hand, as he did Throng-plough to-day.”</p> +<p>“And that is well,” said Arinbiorn, “it may be +that ye shall meet that God to-morrow, and heave up sword against him, +and either overcome him or go to thy fathers a proud and valiant man.”</p> +<p>So they spake, and Thiodolf stood up and seemed of better cheer. +But presently the whole host was afoot, and they went their ways warily +with little noise, and wound little by little about the Wolfing meadow +and about the acres towards the wood at the back of the Houses; and +they met nothing by the way except an out-guard of the Romans, whom +they slew there nigh silently, and bore away their bodies, twelve in +number, lest the Romans when they sent to change the guard, should find +the slain and have an inkling of the way the Goths were gone; but now +they deemed that the Romans might think their guard fled, or perchance +that they had been carried away by the Gods of the woodland folk.</p> +<p>So came they into the wood, and Arinbiorn and the chiefs were for +striking the All-men’s road to the Thing-stead and so coming thither; +but the lad Ali when he heard it laughed and said:</p> +<p>“If ye would sleep to-night ye shall wend another way. +For the Hall-Sun hath had us at work cumbering it against the foe with +great trees felled with limbs, branches, and all. And indeed ye +shall find the Thing-stead fenced like a castle, and the in-gate hard +to find; yet will I bring you thither.”</p> +<p>So did he without delay, and presently they came anigh the Thing-stead; +and the place was fenced cunningly, so that if men would enter they +must go by a narrow way that had a fence of tree-trunks on each side +wending inward like the maze in a pleasance. Thereby now wended +the host all afoot, since it was a holy place and no beast must set +foot therein, so that the horses were left without it: so slowly and +right quietly once more they came into the garth of the Thing-stead; +and lo, a many folk there, of the Wolfings and the Bearings and other +kindreds, who had gathered thereto; and albeit these were not warriors +in their prime, yet were there none save the young children and the +weaker of the women but had weapons of some kind; and they were well +ordered, standing or sitting in ranks like folk awaiting battle. +There were booths of boughs and rushes set up for shelter of the feebler +women and the old men and children along the edges of the fence, for +the Hall-Sun had bidden them keep the space clear round about the Doom-ring +and the Hill-of-Speech as if for a mighty folk-mote, so that the warriors +might have room to muster there and order their array. There were +some cooking-fires lighted about the aforesaid booths, but neither many +nor great, and they were screened with wattle from the side that lay +toward the Romans; for the Hall-Sun would not that they should hold +up lanterns for their foemen to find them by. Little noise there +was in that stronghold, moreover, for the hearts of all who knew their +right hands from their left were set on battle and the destruction of +the foe that would destroy the kindreds.</p> +<p>Anigh the Speech-Hill, on its eastern side, had the bole of a slender +beech tree been set up, and at the top of it a cross-beam was nailed +on, and therefrom hung the wondrous lamp, the Hall-Sun, glimmering from +on high, and though its light was but a glimmer amongst the mighty wood, +yet was it also screened on three sides from the sight of the chance +wanderer by wings of thin plank. But beneath her namesake as beforetime +in the Hall sat the Hall-Sun, the maiden, on a heap of faggots, and +she was wrapped in a dark blue cloak from under which gleamed the folds +of the fair golden-broidered gown she was wont to wear at folk-motes, +and her right hand rested on a naked sword that lay across her knees: +beside her sat the old man Sorli, the Wise in War, and about her were +slim lads and sturdy maidens and old carles of the thralls or freedmen +ready to bear the commands that came from her mouth; for she and Sorli +were the captains of the stay-at-homes.</p> +<p>Now came Thiodolf and Arinbiorn and other leaders into the ring of +men before her, and she greeted them kindly and said:</p> +<p>“Hail, Sons of Tyr! now that I behold you again it seemeth +to me as if all were already won: the time of waiting hath been weary, +and we have borne the burden of fear every day from morn till even, +and in the waking hour we presently remembered it. But now ye +are come, even if this Thing-stead were lighted by the flames of the +Wolfing Roof instead of by these moonbeams; even if we had to begin +again and seek new dwellings, and another water and other meadows, yet +great should grow the kindreds of the Men who have dwelt in the Mark, +and nought should overshadow them: and though the beasts and the Romans +were dwelling in their old places, yet should these kindreds make new +clearings in the Wild-wood; and they with their deeds should cause other +waters to be famous, that as yet have known no deeds of man; and they +should compel the Earth to bear increase round about their dwelling-places +for the welfare of the kindreds. O Sons of Tyr, friendly are your +faces, and undismayed, and the Terror of the Nations has not made you +afraid any more than would the onrush of the bisons that feed adown +the grass hills. Happy is the eve, O children of the Goths, yet +shall to-morrow morn be happier.”</p> +<p>Many heard what she spake, and a murmur of joy ran through the ranks +of men: for they deemed her words to forecast victory.</p> +<p>And now amidst her speaking, the moon, which had arisen on Mid-mark, +when the host first entered into the wood, had overtopped the tall trees +that stood like a green wall round about the Thing-stead, and shone +down on that assembly, and flashed coldly back from the arms of the +warriors. And the Hall-Sun cast off her dark blue cloak and stood +up in her golden-broidered raiment, which flashed back the grey light +like as it had been an icicle hanging from the roof of some hall in +the midnight of Yule, when the feast is high within, and without the +world is silent with the night of the ten-weeks’ frost.</p> +<p>Then she spake again: “O War-duke, thy mouth is silent; speak +to this warrior of the Bearings that he bid the host what to do; for +wise are ye both, and dear are the minutes of this night and should +not be wasted; since they bring about the salvation of the Wolfings, +and the vengeance of the Bearings, and the hope renewed of all the kindreds.”</p> +<p>Then Thiodolf abode a while with his head down cast; his bosom heaved, +and he set his left hand to his swordless scabbard, and his right to +his throat, as though he were sore troubled with something he might +not tell of: but at last he lifted up his head and spoke to Arinbiorn, +but slowly and painfully, as he had spoken before:</p> +<p>“Chief of the Bearings, go up on to the Hill of Speech, and +speak to the folk out of thy wisdom, and let them know that to-morrow +early before the sun-rising those that may, and are not bound by the +Gods against it, shall do deeds according to their might, and win rest +for themselves, and new days of deeds for the kindreds.”</p> +<p>Therewith he ceased, and let his head fall again, and the Hall-Sun +looked at him askance. But Arinbiorn clomb the Speech-Hill and +said:</p> +<p>“Men of the kindreds, it is now a few days since we first met +the Romans and fought with them; and whiles we have had the better, +and whiles the worse in our dealings, as oft in war befalleth: for they +are men, and we no less than men. But now look to it what ye will +do; for we may no longer endure these outlanders in our houses, and +we must either die or get our own again: and that is not merely a few +wares stored up for use, nor a few head of neat, nor certain timbers +piled up into a dwelling, but the life we have made in the land we have +made. I show you no choice, for no choice there is. Here +are we bare of everything in the wild-wood: for the most part our children +are crying for us at home, our wives are longing for us in our houses, +and if we come not to them in kindness, the Romans shall come to them +in grimness. Down yonder in the plain, moreover, is our wain-burg +slowly drawing near to us, and with it is much livelihood of ours, which +is a little thing, for we may get more; but also there are our banners +of battle and the tokens of the kindred, which is a great thing. +And between all this and us there lieth but little; nought but a band +of valiant men, and a few swords and spears, and a few wounds, and the +hope of death amidst the praise of the people; and this ye have to set +out to wend across within two or three hours. I will not ask if +ye will do so, for I wot that even so ye will; therefore when I have +done, shout not, nor clash sword on shield, for we are no great way +off that house of ours wherein dwells the foe that would destroy us. +Let each man rest as he may, and sleep if he may with his war-gear on +him and his weapons by his side, and when he is next awakened by the +captains and the leaders of hundreds and scores, let him not think that +it is night, but let him betake himself to his place among his kindred +and be ready to go through the wood with as little noise as may be. +Now all is said that the War-duke would have me say, and to-morrow shall +those see him who are foremost in falling upon the foemen, for he longeth +sorely for his seat on the days of the Wolfing Hall.”</p> +<p>So he spake, and even as he bade them, they made no sound save a +joyous murmur; and straightway the more part of them betook themselves +to sleep as men who must busy themselves about a weighty matter; for +they were wise in the ways of war. So sank all the host to the +ground save those who were appointed as watchers of the night, and Arinbiorn +and Thiodolf and the Hall-Sun; they three yet stood together; and Arinbiorn +said:</p> +<p>“Now it seems to me not so much as if we had vanquished the +foe and were safe and at rest, but rather as if we had no foemen and +never have had. Deep peace is on me, though hitherto I have been +deemed a wrathful man, and it is to me as if the kindreds that I love +had filled the whole earth, and left no room for foemen: even so it +may really be one day. To-night it is well, yet to-morrow it shall +be better. What thine errand may be, Thiodolf, I scarce know; +for something hath changed in thee, and thou art become strange to us. +But as for mine errand, I will tell it thee; it is that I am seeking +Otter of the Laxings, my friend and fellow, whose wisdom my foolishness +drave under the point and edge of the Romans, so that he is no longer +here; I am seeking him, and to-morrow I think I shall find him, for +he hath not had time to travel far, and we shall be blithe and merry +together. And now will I sleep; for I have bidden the watchers +awaken me if any need be. Sleep thou also, Thiodolf! and wake +up thine old self when the moon is low.” Therewith he laid +himself down under the lee of the pile of faggots, and was presently +asleep.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXVI—THIODOLF TALKETH WITH THE WOOD-SUN</h2> +<p>Now were Thiodolf and the Hall-Sun left alone together standing by +the Speech-Hill; and the moon was risen high in the heavens above the +tree-tops of the wild-wood. Thiodolf scarce stirred, and he still +held his head bent down as one lost in thought.</p> +<p>Then said the Hall-Sun, speaking softly amidst the hush of the camp:</p> +<p>“I have said that the minutes of this night are dear, and they +are passing swiftly; and it may be that thou wilt have much to say and +to do before the host is astir with the dawning. So come thou +with me a little way, that thou mayst hear of new tidings, and think +what were best to do amidst them.”</p> +<p>And without more ado she took him by the hand and led him forth, +and he went as he was led, not saying a word. They passed out +of the camp into the wood, none hindering, and went a long way where +under the beech-leaves there was but a glimmer of the moonlight, and +presently Thiodolf’s feet went as it were of themselves; for they +had hit a path that he knew well and over-well.</p> +<p>So came they to that little wood-lawn where first in this tale Thiodolf +met the Wood-Sun; and the stone seat there was not empty now any more +than it was then; for thereon sat the Wood-Sun, clad once more in her +glittering raiment. Her head was sunken down, her face hidden +by her hands; neither did she look up when she heard their feet on the +grass, for she knew who they were.</p> +<p>Thiodolf lingered not; for a moment it was to him as if all that +past time had never been, and its battles and hurry and hopes and fears +but mere shows, and the unspoken words of a dream. He went straight +up to her and sat down by her side and put his arm about her shoulders, +and strove to take her hand to caress it; but she moved but little, +and it was as if she heeded him not. And the Hall-Sun stood before +them and looked at them for a little while; and then she fell to speech; +but at the first sound of her voice, it seemed that the Wood-Sun trembled, +but still she hid her face. Said the Hall-Sun:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Two griefs I see before me in mighty hearts grown +great;<br /> +And to change both these into gladness out-goes the power of fate.<br /> +Yet I, a lonely maiden, have might to vanquish one<br /> +Till it melt as the mist of the morning before the summer sun.<br /> +O Wood-Sun, thou hast borne me, and I were fain indeed<br /> +To give thee back thy gladness; but thou com’st of the Godhead’s +seed,<br /> +And herein my might avails not; because I can but show<br /> +Unto these wedded sorrows the truth that the heart should know<br /> +Ere the will hath wielded the hand; and for thee, I can tell thee nought<br /> +That thou hast not known this long while; thy will and thine hand have +wrought,<br /> +And the man that thou lovest shall live in despite of Gods and of men,<br /> +If yet thy will endureth. But what shall it profit thee then<br /> +That after the fashion of Godhead thou hast gotten thee a thrall<br /> +To be thine and never another’s, whatso in the world may befall?<br /> +Lo! yesterday this was a man, and to-morrow it might have been<br /> +The very joy of the people, though never again it were seen;<br /> +Yet a part of all they hoped for through all the lapse of years,<br /> +To make their laughter happy and dull the sting of tears;<br /> +To quicken all remembrance of deeds that never die,<br /> +And death that maketh eager to live as the days go by.<br /> +Yea, many a deed had he done as he lay in the dark of the mound;<br /> +As the seed-wheat plotteth of spring, laid under the face of the ground<br /> +That the foot of the husbandman treadeth, that the wind of the winter +wears,<br /> +That the turbid cold flood hideth from the constant hope of the years.<br /> +This man that should leave in his death his life unto many an one<br /> +Wilt thou make him a God of the fearful who live lone under the sun?<br /> +And then shalt thou have what thou wouldedst when amidst of the hazelled +field<br /> +Thou kissed’st the mouth of the helper, and the hand of the people’s +shield,<br /> +Shalt thou have the thing that thou wouldedst when thou broughtest me +to birth,<br /> +And I, the soul of the Wolfings, began to look on earth?<br /> +Wilt thou play the God, O mother, and make a man anew,<br /> +A joyless thing and a fearful? Then I betwixt you two,<br /> +’Twixt your longing and your sorrow will cast the sundering word,<br /> +And tell out all the story of that rampart of the sword!<br /> +I shall bid my mighty father make choice of death in life,<br /> +Or life in death victorious and the crownèd end of strife.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Ere she had ended, the Wood-Sun let her hands fall down, and showed +her face, which for all its unpaled beauty looked wearied and anxious; +and she took Thiodolf’s hand in hers, while she looked with eyes +of love upon the Hall-Sun, and Thiodolf laid his cheek to her cheek, +and though he smiled not, yet he seemed as one who is happy. At +last the Wood-Sun spoke and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Thou sayest sooth, O daughter: I am no God of +might,<br /> +Yet I am of their race, and I think with their thoughts and see with +their sight,<br /> +And the threat of the doom did I know of, and yet spared not to lie:<br /> +For I thought that the fate foreboded might touch and pass us by,<br /> +As the sword that heweth the war-helm and cleaveth a cantle away,<br /> +And the cunning smith shall mend it and it goeth again to the fray;<br /> +If my hand might have held for a moment, yea, even against his will,<br /> +The life of my belovèd! But Weird is the master still:<br /> +And this man’s love of my body and his love of the ancient kin<br /> +Were matters o’er mighty to deal with and the game withal to win.<br /> +Woe’s me for the waning of all things, and my hope that needs +must fade<br /> +As the fruitless sun of summer on the waste where nought is made!<br /> +And now farewell, O daughter, thou mayst not see the kiss<br /> +Of the hapless and the death-doomed when I have told of this;<br /> +Yet once again shalt thou see him, though I no more again,<br /> +Fair with the joy that hopeth and dieth not in vain.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then came the Hall-Sun close to her, and knelt down by her, and laid +her head upon her knees and wept for love of her mother, who kissed +her oft and caressed her; and Thiodolf’s hand strayed, as it were, +on to his daughter’s head, and he looked kindly on her, though +scarce now as if he knew her. Then she arose when she had kissed +her mother once more, and went her ways from that wood-lawn into the +woods again, and so to the Folk-mote of her people.</p> +<p>But when those twain were all alone again, the Wood-Sun spoke: “O +Thiodolf canst thou hear me and understand?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” he said, “when thou speakest of certain +matters, as of our love together, and of our daughter that came of our +love.”</p> +<p>“Thiodolf,” she said, “How long shall our love +last?”</p> +<p>“As long as our life,” he said.</p> +<p>“And if thou diest to-day, where then shall our love be?” +said the Wood-Sun.</p> +<p>He said, “I must now say, I wot not; though time was I had +said, It shall abide with the soul of the Wolfing Kindred.”</p> +<p>She said: “And when that soul dieth, and the kindred is no +more?”</p> +<p>“Time agone,” quoth he, “I had said, it shall abide +with the Kindreds of the Earth; but now again I say, I wot not.”</p> +<p>“Will the Earth hide it,” said she, “when thou +diest and art borne to mound?”</p> +<p>“Even so didst thou say when we spake together that other night,” +said he; “and now I may say nought against thy word.”</p> +<p>“Art thou happy, O Folk-Wolf?” she said.</p> +<p>“Why dost thou ask me?” said he; “I know not; we +were sundered and I longed for thee; thou art here; it is enough.”</p> +<p>“And the people of thy Kindred?” she said, “dost +thou not long for them?”</p> +<p>He said; “Didst thou not say that I was not of them? +Yet were they my friends, and needed me, and I loved them: but by this +evening they will need me no more, or but little; for they will be victorious +over their foes: so hath the Hall-Sun foretold. What then! shall +I take all from thee to give little to them?”</p> +<p>“Thou art wise,” she said; “Wilt thou go to battle +to-day?”</p> +<p>“So it seemeth,” said he.</p> +<p>She said: “And wilt thou bear the Dwarf-wrought Hauberk? for +if thou dost, thou wilt live, and if thou dost not, thou wilt die.”</p> +<p>“I will bear it,” said he, “that I may live to +love thee.”</p> +<p>“Thinkest thou that any evil goes with it?” said she.</p> +<p>There came into his face a flash of his ancient boldness as he answered: +“So it seemed to me yesterday, when I fought clad in it the first +time; and I fell unsmitten on the meadow, and was shamed, and would +have slain myself but for thee. And yet it is not so that any +evil goes with it; for thou thyself didst say that past night that there +was no evil weird in it.”</p> +<p>She said: “How then if I lied that night?”</p> +<p>Said he; “It is the wont of the Gods to lie, and be unashamed, +and men-folk must bear with it.”</p> +<p>“Ah! how wise thou art!” she said; and was silent for +a while, and drew away from him a little, and clasped her hands together +and wrung them for grief and anger. Then she grew calm again, +and said:</p> +<p>“Wouldest thou die at my bidding?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” said he, “not because thou art of the Gods, +but because thou hast become a woman to me, and I love thee.”</p> +<p>Then was she silent some while, and at last she said, “Thiodolf, +wilt thou do off the Hauberk if I bid thee?”</p> +<p>“Yea, yea,” said he, “and let us depart from the +Wolfings, and their strife, for they need us not.”</p> +<p>She was silent once more for a longer while still, and at last she +said in a cold voice; “Thiodolf, I bid thee arise, and put off +the Hauberk from thee.”</p> +<p>He looked at her wondering, not at her words, but at the voice wherewith +she spake them; but he arose from the stone nevertheless, and stood +stark in the moonlight; he set his hand to the collar of the war-coat, +and undid its clasps, which were of gold and blue stones, and presently +he did the coat from off him and let it slide to the ground where it +lay in a little grey heap that looked but a handful. Then he sat +down on the stone again, and took her hand and kissed her and caressed +her fondly, and she him again, and they spake no word for a while: but +at the last he spake in measure and rhyme in a low voice, but so sweet +and clear that it might have been heard far in the hush of the last +hour of the night:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Dear now are this dawn-dusk’s moments as +is the last of the light<br /> +When the foemen’s ranks are wavering, and the victory feareth +night;<br /> +And of all the time I have loved thee of these am I most fain,<br /> +When I know not what shall betide me, nor what shall be my gain.<br /> +But dear as they are, they are waning, and at last the time is come<br /> +When no more shall I behold thee till I wend to Odin’s Home.<br /> +Now is the time so little that once hath been so long<br /> +That I fain would ask thee pardon wherein I have done thee wrong,<br /> +That thy longing might be softer, and thy love more sweet to have.<br /> +But in nothing have I wronged thee, there is nought that I may crave.<br /> +Strange too! as the minutes fail me, so do my speech-words fail,<br /> +Yet strong is the joy within me for this hour that crowns the tale.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he clipped her and caressed her, and she spake nothing +for a while; and he said; “Thy face is fair and bright; art thou +not joyous of these minutes?”</p> +<p>She said: “Thy words are sweet; but they pierce my heart like +a sharp knife; for they tell me of thy death and the ending of our love.”</p> +<p>Said he; “I tell thee nothing, beloved, that thou hast not +known: is it not for this that we have met here once more?”</p> +<p>She answered after a while; “Yea, yea; yet mightest thou have +lived.”</p> +<p>He laughed, but not scornfully or bitterly and said:</p> +<p>“So thought I in time past: but hearken, beloved; If I fall +to-day, shall there not yet be a minute after the stroke hath fallen +on me, wherein I shall know that the day is won and see the foemen fleeing, +and wherein I shall once again deem I shall never die, whatever may +betide afterwards, and though the sword lieth deep in my breast? +And shall I not see then and know that our love hath no end?”</p> +<p>Bitter grief was in her face as she heard him. But she spake +and said: “Lo here the Hauberk which thou hast done off thee, +that thy breast might be the nearer to mine! Wilt thou not wear +it in the fight for my sake?”</p> +<p>He knit his brows somewhat, and said:</p> +<p>“Nay, it may not be: true it is that thou saidest that no evil +weird went with it, but hearken! Yesterday I bore it in the fight, +and ere I mingled with the foe, before I might give the token of onset, +a cloud came before my eyes and thick darkness wrapped me around, and +I fell to the earth unsmitten; and so was I borne out of the fight, +and evil dreams beset me of evil things, and the dwarfs that hate mankind. +Then I came to myself, and the Hauberk was off me, and I rose up and +beheld the battle, that the kindreds were pressing on the foe, and I +thought not then of any past time, but of the minutes that were passing; +and I ran into the fight straightway: but one followed me with that +Hauberk, and I did it on, thinking of nought but the battle. Fierce +then was the fray, yet I faltered in it; till the fresh men of the Romans +came in upon us and broke up our array. Then my heart almost broke +within me, and I faltered no more, but rushed on as of old, and smote +great strokes all round about: no hurt I got, but once more came that +ugly mist over my eyes, and again I fell unsmitten, and they bore me +out of battle: then the men of our folk gave back and were overcome; +and when I awoke from my evil dreams, we had gotten away from the fight +and the Wolfing dwellings, and were on the mounds above the ford cowering +down like beaten men. There then I sat shamed among the men who +had chosen me for their best man at the Holy Thing, and lo I was their +worst! Then befell that which never till then had befallen me, +that life seemed empty and worthless and I longed to die and be done +with it, and but for the thought of thy love I had slain myself then +and there.</p> +<p>“Thereafter I went with the host to the assembly of the stay-at-homes +and fleers, and sat before the Hall-Sun our daughter, and said the words +which were put into my mouth. But now must I tell thee a hard +and evil thing; that I loved them not, and was not of them, and outside +myself there was nothing: within me was the world and nought without +me. Nay, as for thee, I was not sundered from thee, but thou wert +a part of me; whereas for the others, yea, even for our daughter, thine +and mine, they were but images and shows of men, and I longed to depart +from them, and to see thy body and to feel thine heart beating. +And by then so evil was I grown that my very shame had fallen from me, +and my will to die: nay, I longed to live, thou and I, and death seemed +hateful to me, and the deeds before death vain and foolish.</p> +<p>“Where then was my glory and my happy life, and the hope of +the days fresh born every day, though never dying? Where then +was life, and Thiodolf that once had lived?</p> +<p>“But now all is changed once more; I loved thee never so well +as now, and great is my grief that we must sunder, and the pain of farewell +wrings my heart. Yet since I am once more Thiodolf the Mighty, +in my heart there is room for joy also. Look at me, O Wood-Sun, +look at me, O beloved! tell me, am I not fair with the fairness of the +warrior and the helper of the folk? Is not my voice kind, do not +my lips smile, and mine eyes shine? See how steady is mine hand, +the friend of the folk! For mine eyes are cleared again, and I +can see the kindreds as they are, and their desire of life and scorn +of death, and this is what they have made me myself. Now therefore +shall they and I together earn the merry days to come, the winter hunting +and the spring sowing, the summer haysel, the ingathering of harvest, +the happy rest of midwinter, and Yuletide with the memory of the Fathers, +wedded to the hope of the days to be. Well may they bid me help +them who have holpen me! Well may they bid me die who have made +me live!</p> +<p>“For whereas thou sayest that I am not of their blood, nor +of their adoption, once more I heed it not. For I have lived with +them, and eaten and drunken with them, and toiled with them, and led +them in battle and the place of wounds and slaughter; they are mine +and I am theirs; and through them am I of the whole earth, and all the +kindreds of it; yea, even of the foemen, whom this day the edges in +mine hand shall smite.</p> +<p>“Therefore I will bear the Hauberk no more in battle; and belike +my body but once more: so shall I have lived and death shall not have +undone me.</p> +<p>“Lo thou, is not this the Thiodolf whom thou hast loved? no +changeling of the Gods, but the man in whom men have trusted, the friend +of Earth, the giver of life, the vanquisher of death?”</p> +<p>And he cast himself upon her, and strained her to his bosom and kissed +her, and caressed her, and awoke the bitter-sweet joy within her, as +he cried out:</p> +<p>“O remember this, and this, when at last I am gone from thee!”</p> +<p>But when they sundered her face was bright, but the tears were on +it, and she said: “O Thiodolf, thou wert fain hadst thou done +a wrong to me so that I might forgive thee; now wilt thou forgive me +the wrong I have done thee?”</p> +<p>“Yea,” he said, “Even so would I do, were we both +to live, and how much more if this be the dawn of our sundering day! +What hast thou done?”</p> +<p>She said: “I lied to thee concerning the Hauberk when I said +that no evil weird went with it: and this I did for the saving of thy +life.”</p> +<p>He laid his hand fondly on her head, and spake smiling: “Such +is the wont of the God-kin, because they know not the hearts of men. +Tell me all the truth of it now at last.”</p> +<p>She said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Hear then the tale of the Hauberk and the truth +there is to tell:<br /> +There was a maid of the God-kin, and she loved a man right well,<br /> +Who unto the battle was wending; and she of her wisdom knew<br /> +That thence to the folk-hall threshold should come back but a very few;<br /> +And she feared for her love, for she doubted that of these he should +not be;<br /> +So she wended the wilds lamenting, as I have lamented for thee;<br /> +And many wise she pondered, how to bring her will to pass<br /> +(E’en as I for thee have pondered), as her feet led over the grass,<br /> +Till she lifted her eyes in the wild-wood, and lo! she stood before<br /> +The Hall of the Hollow-places; and the Dwarf-lord stood in the door<br /> +And held in his hand the Hauberk, whereon the hammer’s blow<br /> +The last of all had been smitten, and the sword should be hammer now.<br /> +Then the Dwarf beheld her fairness, and the wild-wood many-leaved<br /> +Before his eyes was reeling at the hope his heart conceived;<br /> +So sorely he longed for her body; and he laughed before her and cried,<br /> +‘O Lady of the Disir, thou farest wandering wide<br /> +Lamenting thy belovèd and the folk-mote of the spear,<br /> +But if amidst of the battle this child of the hammer he bear<br /> +He shall laugh at the foemen’s edges and come back to thy lily +breast<br /> +And of all the days of his life-time shall his coming years be best.’<br /> +Then she bowed adown her godhead and sore for the Hauberk she prayed;<br /> +But his greedy eyes devoured her as he stood in the door and said;<br /> +‘Come lie in mine arms! Come hither, and we twain the night +to wake!<br /> +And then as a gift of the morning the Hauberk shall ye take.’<br /> +So she humbled herself before him, and entered into the cave,<br /> +The dusky, the deep-gleaming, the gem-strewn golden grave.<br /> +But he saw not her girdle loosened, or her bosom gleam on his love,<br /> +For she set the sleep-thorn in him, that he saw, but might not move,<br /> +Though the bitter salt tears burned him for the anguish of his greed;<br /> +And she took the hammer’s offspring, her unearned morning meed,<br /> +And went her ways from the rock-hall and was glad for her warrior’s +sake.<br /> +But behind her dull speech followed, and the voice of the hollow spake:<br /> +‘Thou hast left me bound in anguish, and hast gained thine heart’s +desire;<br /> +Now I would that the dewy night-grass might be to thy feet as the fire,<br /> +And shrivel thy raiment about thee, and leave thee bare to the flame,<br /> +And no way but a fiery furnace for the road whereby ye came!<br /> +But since the folk of God-home we may not slay nor smite,<br /> +And that fool of the folk that thou lovest, thou hast saved in my despite,<br /> +Take with thee, thief of God-home, this other word I say:<br /> +Since the safeguard wrought in the ring-mail I may not do away<br /> +I lay this curse upon it, that whoso weareth the same,<br /> +Shall save his life in the battle, and have the battle’s shame;<br /> +He shall live through wrack and ruin, and ever have the worse,<br /> +And drag adown his kindred, and bear the people’s curse.’</p> +<p>“Lo, this the tale of the Hauberk, and I knew it for the truth:<br /> +And little I thought of the kindreds; of their day I had no ruth;<br /> +For I said, They are doomed to departure; in a little while must they +wane,<br /> +And nought it helpeth or hindreth if I hold my hand or refrain.<br /> +Yea, thou wert become the kindred, both thine and mine; and thy birth<br /> +To me was the roofing of heaven, and the building up of earth.<br /> +I have loved, and I must sorrow; thou hast lived, and thou must die;<br /> +Ah, wherefore were there others in the world than thou and I?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>He turned round to her and clasped her strongly in his arms again, +and kissed her many times and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Lo, here art thou forgiven; and here I say farewell!<br /> +Here the token of my wonder which my words may never tell;<br /> +The wonder past all thinking, that my love and thine should blend;<br /> +That thus our lives should mingle, and sunder in the end!<br /> +Lo, this, for the last remembrance of the mighty man I was,<br /> +Of thy love and thy forbearing, and all that came to pass!<br /> +Night wanes, and heaven dights her for the kiss of sun and earth;<br /> +Look up, look last upon me on this morn of the kindreds’ mirth!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Therewith he arose and lingered no minute longer, but departed, going +as straight towards the Thing-stead and the Folk-mote of his kindred +as the swallow goes to her nest in the hall-porch. He looked not +once behind him, though a bitter wailing rang through the woods and +filled his heart with the bitterness of her woe and the anguish of the +hour of sundering.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXVII—THEY WEND TO THE MORNING BATTLE</h2> +<p>Now when Thiodolf came back to the camp the signs of dawn were plain +in the sky, the moon was low and sinking behind the trees, and he saw +at once that the men were stirring and getting ready for departure. +He looked gladly and blithely at the men he fell in with, and they at +him, and scarce could they refrain a shout when they beheld his face +and the brightness of it. He went straight up to where the Hall-Sun +was yet sitting under her namesake, with Arinbiorn standing before her +amidst of a ring of leaders of hundreds and scores: but old Sorli sat +by her side clad in all his war-gear.</p> +<p>When Thiodolf first came into that ring of men they looked doubtfully +at him, as if they dreaded somewhat, but when they had well beheld him +their faces cleared, and they became joyous.</p> +<p>He went straight up to Arinbiorn and kissed the old warrior, and +said to him, “I give thee good morrow, O leader of the Bearings! +Here now is come the War-duke! and meseems that we should get to work +as speedily as may be, for lo the dawning!”</p> +<p>“Hail to thine hand, War-duke!” said Arinbiorn joyously; +“there is no more to do but to take thy word concerning the order +wherein we shall wend; for all men are armed and ready.”</p> +<p>Said Thiodolf; “Lo ye, I lack war-gear and weapons! Is +there a good sword hereby, a helm, a byrny and a shield? For hard +will be the battle, and we must fence ourselves all we may.”</p> +<p>“Hard by,” said Arinbiorn, “is the war-gear of +Ivar of our House, who is dead in the night of his hurts gotten in yesterday’s +battle: thou and he are alike in stature, and with a good will doth +he give them to thee, and they are goodly things, for he comes of smithying +blood. Yet is it a pity of Throng-plough that he lieth on the +field of the slain.”</p> +<p>But Thiodolf smiled and said: “Nay, Ivar’s blade shall +serve my turn to-day; and thereafter shall it be seen to, for then will +be time for many things.”</p> +<p>So they went to fetch him the weapons; but he said to Arinbiorn, +“Hast thou numbered the host? What are the gleanings of +the Roman sword?”</p> +<p>Said Arinbiorn: “Here have we more than three thousand three +hundred warriors of the host fit for battle: and besides this here are +gathered eighteen hundred of the Wolfings and the Bearings, and of the +other Houses, mostly from over the water, and of these nigh upon seven +hundred may bear sword or shoot shaft; neither shall ye hinder them +from so doing if the battle be joined.”</p> +<p>Then said Thiodolf: “We shall order us into three battles; +the Wolfings and the Bearings to lead the first, for this is our business; +but others of the smaller Houses this side the water to be with us; +and the Elkings and Galtings and the other Houses of the Mid-mark on +the further side of the water to be in the second, and with them the +more part of the Nether-mark; but the men of Up-mark to be in the third, +and the stay-at-homes to follow on with them: and this third battle +to let the wood cover them till they be needed, which may not be till +the day of fight draws to an end, when all shall be needed: for no Roman +man must be left alive or untaken by this even, or else must we all +go to the Gods together. Hearken, Arinbiorn. I am not called +fore-sighted, and yet meseems I see somewhat how this day shall go; +and it is not to be hidden that I shall not see another battle until +the last of all battles is at hand. But be of good cheer, for +I shall not die till the end of the fight, and once more I shall be +a man’s help unto you. Now the first of the Romans we meet +shall not be able to stand before us, for they shall be unready, and +when their men are gotten ready and are fighting with us grimly, ye +of the second battle shall hear the war-token, and shall fall on, and +they shall be dismayed when they see so many fresh men come into the +fight; yet shall they stand stoutly; for they are valiant men, and shall +not all be taken unawares. Then, if they withstand us long enough, +shall the third battle come forth from the wood, and fall on either +flank of them, and the day shall be won. But I think not that +they shall withstand us so long, but that the men of Up-mark and the +stay-at-homes shall have the chasing of them. Now get me my war-gear, +and let the first battle get them to the outgate of the garth.”</p> +<p>So they brought him his arms; and meanwhile the Hall-Sun spake to +one of the Captains, and he turned and went away a little space, and +then came back, having with him three strong warriors of the Wolfings, +and he brought them before the Hall-Sun, who said to them:</p> +<p>“Ye three, Steinulf, Athalulf, and Grani the Grey, I have sent +for you because ye are men both mighty in battle and deft wood-wrights +and house-smiths; ye shall follow Thiodolf closely, when he winneth +into the Roman garth, yet shall ye fight wisely, so that ye be not slain, +or at least not all; ye shall enter the Hall with Thiodolf, and when +ye are therein, if need be, ye shall run down the Hall at your swiftest, +and mount up into the loft betwixt the Middle-hearth and the Women’s-Chamber, +and there shall ye find good store of water in vats and tubs, and this +ye shall use for quenching the fire of the Hall if the foemen fire it, +as is not unlike to be.”</p> +<p>Then Grani spoke for the others and said he would pay all heed to +her words, and they departed to join their company.</p> +<p>Now was Thiodolf armed; and Arinbiorn, turning about before he went +to his place, beheld him and knit his brow, and said: “What is +this, Thiodolf? Didst thou not swear to the Gods not to bear helm +or shield in the battles of this strife? yet hast thou Ivar’s +helm on thine head and his shield ready beside thee: wilt thou forswear +thyself? so doing shalt thou bring woe upon the House.”</p> +<p>“Arinbiorn,” said Thiodolf, “where didst thou hear +tell of me that I had made myself the thrall of the Gods? The +oath that I sware was sworn when mine heart was not whole towards our +people; and now will I break it that I may keep what of good intent +there was in it, and cast away the rest. Long is the story; but +if we journey together to-night I will tell it thee. Likewise +I will tell it to the Gods if they look sourly upon me when I see them, +and all shall be well.”</p> +<p>He smiled as he spoke, and Arinbiorn smiled on him in turn and went +his ways to array the host. But when he was gone Thiodolf was +alone in that place with the Hall-Sun, and he turned to her, and kissed +her, and caressed her fondly, and spake and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“So fare we, O my daughter, to the sundering of +the ways;<br /> +Short is my journey henceforth to the door that ends my days,<br /> +And long the road that lieth as yet before thy feet.<br /> +How fain were I that thy journey from day to day were sweet<br /> +With peace to thee and pleasure; that a noble warrior’s hand<br /> +In its early days might lead thee adown the flowery land,<br /> +And thy children in its noon-tide cling round about thy gown,<br /> +And the wise that thy womb has carried when the sun is going down,<br /> +Be thy happy fellow-farers to tell the tale of Earth,<br /> +But I wot that for no such sweetness did we bring thee unto birth,<br /> +But to be the soul of the Wolfings till the other days should come,<br /> +And the fruit of the kindreds’ harvest with thee is garnered home.<br /> +Yet if for no blithe faring thy life-day is ordained,<br /> +Yet peace that long endureth maybe thy soul hath gained;<br /> +And thy sorrow of this even thy latest grief shall be,<br /> +The grief wherewith thou singest the death-song over me.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She looked up at him and smiled, though the tears were on her face; +then she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Though to-day the grief beginneth yet the bitterness +is done.<br /> +Though my body wendeth barren ’neath the beams of the quickening +sun,<br /> +Yet remembrance still abideth, and long after the days of my life<br /> +Shall I live in the tale of the morning, when they tell of the ending +of strife;<br /> +And the deeds of this little hand, and the thought conceived in my heart,<br /> +And never again henceforward from the folk shall I fare apart.<br /> +And if of the Earth, my father, thou hast tidings in thy place<br /> +Thou shalt hear how they call me the Ransom and the Mother of happy +days.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then she wept outright for a brief space, and thereafter she said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Keep this in thine heart, O father, that I shall +remember all<br /> +Since thou liftedst the she-wolf’s nursling in the oak-tree’s +leafy hall.<br /> +Yea, every time I remember when hand in hand we went<br /> +Amidst the shafts of the beech-trees, and down to the youngling bent<br /> +The Folk-wolf in his glory when the eve of fight drew nigh;<br /> +And every time I remember when we wandered joyfully<br /> +Adown the sunny meadow and lived a while of life<br /> +’Midst the herbs and the beasts and the waters so free from fear +and strife,<br /> +That thy years and thy might and thy wisdom, I had no part therein;<br /> +But thou wert as the twin-born brother of the maiden slim and thin,<br /> +The maiden shy in the feast-hall and blithe in wood and field.<br /> +Thus have we fared, my father; and e’en now when thou bearest +shield,<br /> +On the last of thy days of mid-earth, twixt us ’tis even so<br /> +That the heart of my like-aged brother is the heart of thee that I know.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Then the bitterness of tears stayed her speech, and he spake no word +more, but took her in his arms a while and soothed her and fondled her, +and then they parted, and he went with great strides towards the outgoing +of the Thing-stead.</p> +<p>There he found the warriors of his House and of the Bearings and +the lesser Houses of Mid-mark, all duly ordered for wending through +the wood. The dawn was coming on apace, but the wood was yet dark. +But whereas the Wolfings led, and each man of them knew the wood like +his own hand, there was no straying or disarray, and in less than a +half-hour’s space Thiodolf and the first battle were come to the +wood behind the hazel-trees at the back of the hall, and before them +was the dawning round about the Roof of the Kindred; the eastern heavens +were brightening, and they could see all things clear without the wood.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXVIII—OF THE STORM OF DAWNING</h2> +<p>Then Thiodolf bade Fox and two others steal forward, and see what +of foemen was before them; so they fell to creeping on towards the open: +but scarcely had they started, before all men could hear the tramp of +men drawing nigh; then Thiodolf himself took with him a score of his +House and went quietly toward the wood-edge till they were barely within +the shadow of the beech-wood; and he looked forth and saw men coming +straight towards their lurking-place. And those he saw were a +good many, and they were mostly of the dastards of the Goths; but with +them was a Captain of an Hundred of the Romans, and some others of his +kindred; and Thiodolf deemed that the Goths had been bidden to gather +up some of the night-watchers and enter the wood and fall on the stay-at-homes. +So he bade his men get them aback, and he himself abode still at the +very wood’s edge listening intently with his sword bare in his +hand. And he noted that those men of the foe stayed in the daylight +outside the wood, but a few yards from it, and, by command as it seemed, +fell silent and spake no word; and the morn was very still, and when +the sound of their tramp over the grass had ceased, Thiodolf could hear +the tramp of more men behind them. And then he had another thought, +to wit that the Romans had sent scouts to see if the Goths yet abided +on the vantage-ground by the ford, and that when they had found them +gone, they were minded to fall on them unawares in the refuge of the +Thing-stead and were about to do so by the counsel and leading of the +dastard Goths; and that this was one body of the host led by those dastards, +who knew somewhat of the woods. So he drew aback speedily, and +catching hold of Fox by the shoulder (for he had taken him alone with +him) he bade him creep along through the wood toward the Thing-stead, +and bring back speedy word whether there were any more foemen near the +wood thereaway; and he himself came to his men, and ordered them for +onset, drawing them up in a shallow half moon, with the bowmen at the +horns thereof, with the word to loose at the Romans as soon as they +heard the war-horn blow: and all this was done speedily and with little +noise, for they were well nigh so arrayed already.</p> +<p>Thus then they waited, and there was more than a glimmer of light +even under the beechen leaves, and the eastern sky was yellowing to +sunrise. The other warriors were like hounds in the leash eager +to be slipped; but Thiodolf stood calm and high-hearted turning over +the memory of past days, and the time he thought of seemed long to him, +but happy.</p> +<p>Scarce had a score of minutes passed, and the Romans before them, +who were now gathered thick behind those dastards of the Goths, had +not moved, when back comes Fox and tells how he has come upon a great +company of the Romans led by their thralls of the Goths who were just +entering the wood, away there towards the Thing-stead.</p> +<p>“But, War-duke,” says he, “I came also across our +own folk of the second battle duly ordered in the wood ready to meet +them; and they shall be well dealt with, and the sun shall rise for +us and not for them.”</p> +<p>Then turns Thiodolf round to those nighest to him and says, but still +softly:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Hear ye a word, O people, of the wisdom of the +foe!<br /> +Before us thick they gather, and unto the death they go.<br /> +They fare as lads with their cur-dogs who have stopped a fox’s +earth,<br /> +And standing round the spinny, now chuckle in their mirth,<br /> +Till one puts by the leafage and trembling stands astare<br /> +At the sight of the Wood wolf’s father arising in his lair—<br /> +They have come for our wives and our children, and our sword-edge shall +they meet;<br /> +And which of them is happy save he of the swiftest feet?”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Speedily then went that word along the ranks of the Kindred, and +men were merry with the restless joy of battle: but scarce had two minutes +passed ere suddenly the stillness of the dawn was broken by clamour +and uproar; by shouts and shrieks, and the clashing of weapons from +the wood on their left hand; and over all arose the roar of the Markmen’s +horn, for the battle was joined with the second company of the Kindreds. +But a rumour and murmur went from the foemen before Thiodolf’s +men; and then sprang forth the loud sharp word of the captains commanding +and rebuking, as if the men were doubtful which way they should take.</p> +<p>Amidst all which Thiodolf brandished his sword, and cried out in +a great voice:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now, now, ye War-sons!<br /> +Now the Wolf waketh!<br /> +Lo how the Wood-beast<br /> +Wendeth in onset.<br /> +E’en as his feet fare<br /> +Fall on and follow!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>And he led forth joyously, and terrible rang the long refrained gathered +shout of his battle as his folk rushed on together devouring the little +space between their ambush and the hazel-beset greensward.</p> +<p>In the twinkling of an eye the half-moon had lapped around the Roman-Goths +and those that were with them; and the dastards made no stand but turned +about at once, crying out that the Gods of the Kindreds were come to +aid and none could withstand them. But these fleers thrust against +the band of Romans who were next to them, and bore them aback, and great +was the turmoil; and when Thiodolf’s storm fell full upon them, +as it failed not to do, so close were they driven together that scarce +could any man raise his hand for a stroke. For behind them stood +a great company of those valiant spearmen of the Romans, who would not +give way if anywise they might hold it out: and their ranks were closely +serried, shield nigh touching shield, and their faces turned toward +the foe; and so arrayed, though they might die, they scarce knew how +to flee. As they might these thrust and hewed at the fleers, and +gave fierce words but few to the Roman-Goths, driving them back against +their foemen: but the fleers had lost the cunning of their right hands, +and they had cast away their shields and could not defend their very +bodies against the wrath of the kindreds; and when they strove to flee +to the right hand or to the left, they were met by the horns of the +half-moon, and the arrows began to rain in upon them, and from so close +were they shot at that no shaft failed to smite home.</p> +<p>There then were the dastards slain; and their bodies served for a +rampart against the onrush of the Markmen to those Romans who had stood +fast. To them were gathering more and more every minute, and they +faced the Goths steadily with their hard brown visages and gleaming +eyes above their iron-plated shields; not casting their spears, but +standing closely together, silent, but fierce. The light was spread +now over all the earth; the eastern heavens were grown golden-red, flecked +here and there with little crimson clouds: this battle was fallen near +silent, but to the North was great uproar of shouts and cries, and the +roaring of the war-horns, and the shrill blasts of the brazen trumpets.</p> +<p>Now Thiodolf, as his wont was when he saw that all was going well, +had refrained himself of hand-strokes, but was here and there and everywhere +giving heart to his folk, and keeping them in due order, and close array, +lest the Romans should yet come among them. But he watched the +ranks of the foe, and saw how presently they began to spread out beyond +his, and might, if it were not looked to, take them in flank; and he +was about to order his men anew to meet them, when he looked on his +left hand and saw how Roman men were pouring thick from the wood out +of all array, followed by a close throng of the kindreds: for on this +side the Romans were outnumbered and had stumbled unawares into the +ambush of the Markmen, who had fallen on them straightway and disarrayed +them from the first. This flight of their folk the Romans saw +also, and held their men together, refraining from the onset, as men +who deem that they will have enough to do to stand fast.</p> +<p>But the second battle of the Markmen, (who were of the Nether-mark, +mingled with the Mid-mark) fought wisely, for they swept those fleers +from before them, slaying many and driving the rest scattering, yet +held the chase for no long way, but wheeling about came sidelong on +toward the battle of the Romans and Thiodolf. And when Thiodolf +saw that, he set up the whoop of victory, he and his, and fell fiercely +on the Romans, casting everything that would fly, as they rushed on +to the handplay; so that there was many a Roman slain with the Roman +spears that those who had fallen had left among their foemen.</p> +<p>Now the Roman captains perceived that it availed not to tarry till +the men of the Mid and Nether-marks fell upon their flank; so they gave +command, and their ranks gave back little by little, facing their foes, +and striving to draw themselves within the dike and garth, which, after +their custom, they had already cast up about the Wolfing Roof, their +stronghold.</p> +<p>Now as fierce as was the onset of the Markmen, the main body of the +Romans could not be hindered from doing this much before the men of +the second battle were upon them; but Thiodolf and Arinbiorn with some +of the mightiest brake their array in two places and entered in amongst +them. And wrath so seized upon the soul of Arinbiorn for the slaying +of Otter, and his own fault towards him, that he cast away his shield, +and heeding no strokes, first brake his sword in the press, and then, +getting hold of a great axe, smote at all before him as though none +smote at him in turn; yea, as though he were smiting down tree-boles +for a match against some other mighty man; and all the while amidst +the hurry, strokes of swords and spears rained on him, some falling +flatwise and some glancing sideways, but some true and square, so that +his helm was smitten off and his hauberk rent adown, and point and edge +reached his living flesh; and he had thrust himself so far amidst the +foe that none could follow to shield him, so that at last he fell shattered +and rent at the foot of the new clayey wall cast up by the Romans, even +as Thiodolf and a band with him came cleaving the press, and the Romans +closed the barriers against friend and foe, and cast great beams adown, +and masses of iron and lead and copper taken from the smithying-booths +of the Wolfings, to stay them if it were but a little.</p> +<p>Then Thiodolf bestrode the fallen warrior, and men of his House were +close behind him, for wisely had he fought, cleaving the press like +a wedge, helping his friends that they might help him, so that they +all went forward together. But when he saw Arinbiorn fall he cried +out:</p> +<p>“Woe’s me, Arinbiorn! that thou wouldest not wait for +me; for the day is young yet, and over-young!”</p> +<p>There then they cleared the space outside the gate, and lifted up +the Bearing Warrior, and bare him back from the rampart. For so +fierce had been the fight and so eager the storm of those that had followed +after him that they must needs order their battle afresh, since Thiodolf’s +wedge which he had driven into the Roman host was but of a few and the +foe had been many and the rampart and the shot-weapons were close anigh. +Wise therefore it seemed to abide them of the second battle and join +with them to swarm over the new-built slippery wall in the teeth of +the Roman shot.</p> +<p>In this, the first onset of the Morning Battle, some of the Markmen +had fallen, but not many, since but a few had entered outright into +the Roman ranks; and when they first rushed on from the wood but three +of them were slain, and the slaughter was all of the dastards and the +Romans; and afterwards not a few of the Romans were slain, what by Arinbiorn, +what by the others; for they were fighting fleeing, and before their +eyes was the image of the garth-gate which was behind them; and they +stumbled against each other as they were driven sideways against the +onrush of the Goths, nor were they now standing fair and square to them, +and they were hurried and confused with the dread of the onset of them +of the two Marks.</p> +<p>As yet Thiodolf had gotten no great hurt, so that when he heard that +Arinbiorn’s soul had passed away he smiled and said:</p> +<p>“Yea, yea, Arinbiorn might have abided the end, for ere then +shall the battle be hard.”</p> +<p>So now the Wolfings and the Bearings met joyously the kindreds of +the Nether Mark and the others of the second battle, and they sang the +song of victory arrayed in good order hard by the Roman rampart, while +bowstrings twanged and arrows whistled, and sling-stones hummed from +this side and from that.</p> +<p>And of their song of victory thus much the tale telleth:</p> +<blockquote><p> “Now hearken and hear<br /> + Of the day-dawn of fear,<br /> + And how up rose the sun<br /> + On the battle begun.<br /> + All night lay a-hiding,<br /> + Our anger abiding,<br /> + Dark down in the wood<br /> + The sharp seekers of blood;<br /> +But ere red grew the heaven we bore them all bare,<br /> +For against us undriven the foemen must fare;<br /> +They sought and they found us, and sorrowed to find,<br /> +For the tree-boles around us the story shall mind,<br /> +How fast from the glooming they fled to the light,<br /> +Yeasaying the dooming of Tyr of the fight.</p> +<p> “Hearken yet and again<br /> + How the night gan to wane,<br /> + And the twilight stole on<br /> + Till the world was well won!<br /> + E’en in such wise was wending<br /> + A great host for our ending;<br /> + On our life-days e’en so<br /> + Stole the host of the foe;<br /> +Till the heavens grew lighter, and light grew the world,<br /> +And the storm of the fighter upon them was hurled,<br /> +Then some fled the stroke, and some died and some stood,<br /> +Till the worst of the storm broke right out from the wood,<br /> +And the war-shafts were singing the carol of fear,<br /> +The tale of the bringing the sharp swords anear.</p> +<p> “Come gather we now,<br /> + For the day doth grow.<br /> + Come, gather, ye bold,<br /> + Lest the day wax old;<br /> + Lest not till to-morrow<br /> + We slake our sorrow,<br /> + And heap the ground<br /> + With many a mound.<br /> +Come, war-children, gather, and clear we the land!<br /> +In the tide of War-father the deed is to hand.<br /> +Clad in gear that we gilded they shrink from our sword;<br /> +In the House that we builded they sit at the board;<br /> +Come, war-children, gather, come swarm o’er the wall<br /> +For the feast of War-father to sweep out the Hall!”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Now amidst of their singing the sun rose upon the earth, and gleamed +in the arms of men, and lit the faces of the singing warriors as they +stood turned toward the east.</p> +<p>In this first onset of battle but twenty and three Markmen were slain +in all, besides Arinbiorn; for, as aforesaid, they had the foe at a +disadvantage. And this onset is called in the tale the Storm of +Dawning.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXI—OF THIODOLF’S STORM</h2> +<p>The Goths tarried not over their victory; they shot with all the +bowmen that they had against the Romans on the wall, and therewith arrayed +themselves to fall on once more. And Thiodolf, now that the foe +were covered by a wall, though it was but a little one, sent a message +to the men of the third battle, them of Up-mark to wit, to come forward +in good array and help to make a ring around the Wolfing Stead, wherein +they should now take the Romans as a beast is taken in a trap. +Meanwhile, until they came, he sent other men to the wood to bring tree-boles +to batter the gate, and to make bridges whereby to swarm over the wall, +which was but breast-high on the Roman side, though they had worked +at it ceaselessly since yesterday morning.</p> +<p>In a long half-hour, therefore, the horns of the men of Up-mark sounded, +and they came forth from the wood a very great company, for with them +also were the men of the stay-at-homes and the homeless, such of them +as were fit to bear arms. Amongst these went the Hall-Sun surrounded +by a band of the warriors of Up-mark; and before her was borne her namesake +the Lamp as a sign of assured victory. But these stay-at-homes +with the Hall-Sun were stayed by the command of Thiodolf on the crown +of the slope above the dwellings, and stood round about the Speech-Hill, +on the topmost of which stood the Hall-Sun, and the wondrous Lamp, and +the men who warded her and it.</p> +<p>When the Romans saw the new host come forth from the wood, they might +well think that they would have work enough to do that day; but when +they saw the Hall-Sun take her stand on the Speech-Hill with the men-at-arms +about her, and the Lamp before her, then dread of the Gods fell upon +them, and they knew that the doom had gone forth against them. +Nevertheless they were not men to faint and die because the Gods were +become their foes, but they were resolved rather to fight it out to +the end against whatsoever might come against them, as was well seen +afterwards.</p> +<p>Now they had made four gates to their garth according to their custom, +and at each gate within was there a company of their mightiest men, +and each was beset by the best of the Markmen. Thiodolf and his +men beset the western gate where they had made that fierce onset. +And the northern gate was beset by the Elkings and some of the kindreds +of the Nether-mark; and the eastern gate by the rest of the men of Nether-mark; +and the southern gate by the kindreds of Up-mark.</p> +<p>All this the Romans noted, and they saw how that the Markmen were +now very many, and they knew that they were men no less valiant than +themselves, and they perceived that Thiodolf was a wise Captain; and +in less than two hours’ space from the Storm of Dawning they saw +those men coming from the wood with plenteous store of tree-trunks to +bridge their ditch and rampart; and they considered how the day was +yet very young, so that they might look for no shelter from the night-tide; +and as for any aid from their own folk at the war-garth aforesaid, they +hoped not for it, nor had they sent any messenger to the Captain of +the garth; nor did they know as yet of his overthrow on the Ridge.</p> +<p>Now therefore there seemed to be but two choices before them; either +to abide within the rampart they had cast up, or to break out like valiant +men, and either die in the storm, or cleave a way through, whereby they +might come to their kindred and their stronghold south-east of the Mark.</p> +<p>This last way then they chose; or, to say the truth, it was their +chief captain who chose it for them, though they were nothing loth thereto: +for this man was a mocker, yet hot-headed, unstable, and nought wise +in war, and heretofore had his greed minished his courage; yet now, +being driven into a corner, he had courage enough and to spare, but +utterly lacked patience; for it had been better for the Romans to have +abided one or two onsets from the Goths, whereby they who should make +the onslaught would at the least have lost more men than they on whom +they should fall, before they within stormed forth on them; but their +pride took away from the Romans their last chance. But their captain, +now that he perceived, as he thought, that the game was lost and his +life come to its last hour wherein he would have to leave his treasure +and pleasure behind him, grew desperate and therewith most fierce and +cruel. So all the captives whom they had taken (they were but +two score and two, for the wounded men they had slain) he caused to +be bound on the chairs of the high-seat clad in their war-gear with +their swords or spears made fast to their right hands, and their shields +to their left hands; and he said that the Goths should now hold a Thing +wherein they should at last take counsel wisely, and abstain from folly. +For he caused store of faggots and small wood smeared with grease and +oil to be cast into the hall that it might be fired, so that it and +the captives should burn up altogether; “So,” said he, “shall +we have a fair torch for our funeral fire;” for it was the custom +of the Romans to burn their dead.</p> +<p>Thus, then, he did; and then he caused men to do away the barriers +and open all the four gates of the new-made garth, after he had manned +the wall with the slingers and bowmen, and slain the horses, so that +the woodland folk should have no gain of them. Then he arrayed +his men at the gates and about them duly and wisely, and bade those +valiant footmen fall on the Goths who were getting ready to fall on +them, and to do their best. But he himself armed at all points +took his stand at the Man’s-door of the Hall, and swore by all +the Gods of his kindred that he would not move a foot’s length +from thence either for fire or for steel.</p> +<p>So fiercely on that fair morning burned the hatred of men about the +dwellings of the children of the Wolf of the Goths, wherein the children +of the Wolf of Rome were shut up as in a penfold of slaughter.</p> +<p>Meanwhile the Hall-Sun standing on the Hill of Speech beheld it all, +looking down into the garth of war; for the new wall was no hindrance +to her sight, because the Speech-Hill was high and but a little way +from the Great Roof; and indeed she was within shot of the Roman bowmen, +though they were not very deft in shooting.</p> +<p>So now she lifted up her voice and sang so that many heard her; for +at this moment of time there was a lull in the clamour of battle both +within the garth and without; even as it happens when the thunder-storm +is just about to break on the world, that the wind drops dead, and the +voice of the leaves is hushed before the first great and near flash +of lightening glares over the fields.</p> +<p>So she sang:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now the latest hour cometh and the ending of the +strife;<br /> +And to-morrow and to-morrow shall we take the hand of life,<br /> +And wend adown the meadows, and skirt the darkling wood,<br /> +And reap the waving acres, and gather in the good.<br /> +I see a wall before me built up of steel and fire,<br /> +And hurts and heart-sick striving, and the war-wright’s fierce +desire;<br /> +But there-amidst a door is, and windows are therein;<br /> +And the fair sun-litten meadows and the Houses of the kin<br /> +Smile on me through the terror my trembling life to stay,<br /> +That at my mouth now flutters, as fain to flee away.<br /> +Lo e’en as the little hammer and the blow-pipe of the wright<br /> +About the flickering fire deals with the silver white,<br /> +And the cup and its beauty groweth that shall be for the people’s +feast,<br /> +And all men are glad to see it from the greatest to the least;<br /> +E’en so is the tale now fashioned, that many a time and oft<br /> +Shall be told on the acre’s edges, when the summer eve is soft;<br /> +Shall be hearkened round the hall-blaze when the mid-winter night<br /> +The kindreds’ mirth besetteth, and quickeneth man’s delight,<br /> +And we that have lived in the story shall be born again and again<br /> +As men feast on the bread of our earning, and praise the grief-born +grain.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>As she made an end of singing, those about her understood her words, +that she was foretelling victory, and the peace of the Mark, and for +joy they raised a shrill cry; and the warriors who were nighest to her +took it up, and it spread through the whole host round about the garth, +and went up into the breath of the summer morning and went down the +wind along the meadow of the Wolfings, so that they of the wain-burg, +who were now drawing somewhat near to Wolf-stead heard it and were glad.</p> +<p>But the Romans when they heard it knew that the heart of the battle +was reached, and they cast back that shout wrathfully and fiercely, +and made toward the foe.</p> +<p>Therewithal those mighty men fell on each other in the narrow passes +of the garth; for fear was dead and buried in that Battle of the Morning.</p> +<p>On the North gate Hiarandi of the Elkings was the point of the Markmen’s +wedge, and first clave the Roman press. In the Eastern gate it +was Valtyr, Otter’s brother’s son, a young man and most +mighty. In the South gate it was Geirbald of the Shieldings, the +Messenger.</p> +<p>In the west gate Thiodolf the War-duke gave one mighty cry like the +roar of an angry lion, and cleared a space before him for the wielding +of Ivar’s blade; for at that moment he had looked up to the Roof +of the Kindred and had beheld a little stream of smoke curling blue +out of a window thereof, and he knew what had betided, and how short +was the time before them. But his wrathful cry was taken up by +some who had beheld that same sight, and by others who saw nought but +the Roman press, and terribly it rang over the swaying struggling crowd.</p> +<p>Then fell the first rank of the Romans before those stark men and +mighty warriors; and they fell even where they stood, for on neither +side could any give back but for a little space, so close the press +was, and the men so eager to smite. Neither did any crave peace +if he were hurt or disarmed; for to the Goths it was but a little thing +to fall in hot blood in that hour of love of the kindred, and longing +for the days to be. And for the Romans, they had had no mercy, +and now looked for none: and they remembered their dealings with the +Goths, and saw before them, as it were, once more, yea, as in a picture, +their slayings and quellings, and lashings, and cold mockings which +they had dealt out to the conquered foemen without mercy, and now they +longed sore for the quiet of the dark, when their hard lives should +be over, and all these deeds forgotten, and they and their bitter foes +should be at rest for ever.</p> +<p>Most valiantly they fought; but the fury of their despair could not +deal with the fearless hope of the Goths, and as rank after rank of +them took the place of those who were hewn down by Thiodolf and the +Kindred, they fell in their turn, and slowly the Goths cleared a space +within the gates, and then began to spread along the wall within, and +grew thicker and thicker. Nor did they fight only at the gates; +but made them bridges of those tree-trunks, and fell to swarming over +the rampart, till they had cleared it of the bowmen and slingers, and +then they leaped down and fell upon the flanks of the Romans; and the +host of the dead grew, and the host of the living lessened.</p> +<p>Moreover the stay-at-homes round about the Speech-Hill, and that +band of the warriors of Up-mark who were with them, beheld the Great +Roof and saw the smoke come gushing out of the windows, and at last +saw the red flames creep out amidst it and waver round the window jambs +like little banners of scarlet cloth. Then they could no longer +refrain themselves, but ran down from the Speech-Hill and the slope +about it with great and fierce cries, and clomb the wall where it was +unmanned, helping each other with hand and back, both stark warriors, +and old men and lads and women: and thus they gat them into the garth +and fell upon the lessening band of the Romans, who now began to give +way hither and thither about the garth, as they best might.</p> +<p>Thus it befell at the West-gate, but at the other gates it was no +worser, for there was no diversity of valour between the Houses; nay, +whereas the more part and the best part of the Romans faced the onset +of Thiodolf, which seemed to them the main onset, they were somewhat +easier to deal with elsewhere than at the West gate; and at the East +gate was the place first won, so that Valtyr and his folk were the first +to clear a space within the gate, and to tell the tale shortly (for +can this that and the other sword-stroke be told of in such a medley?) +they drew the death-ring around the Romans that were before them, and +slew them all to the last man, and then fell fiercely on the rearward +of them of the North gate, who still stood before Hiarandi’s onset. +There again was no long tale to tell of, for Hiarandi was just winning +the gate, and the wall was cleared of the Roman shot-fighters, and the +Markmen were standing on the top thereof, and casting down on the Romans +spears and baulks of wood and whatsoever would fly. There again +were the Romans all slain or put out of the fight, and the two bands +of the kindred joined together, and with what voices the battle-rage +had left them cried out for joy and fared on together to help to bind +the sheaves of war which Thiodolf’s sickle had reaped. And +now it was mere slaying, and the Romans, though they still fought in +knots of less than a score, yet fought on and hewed and thrust without +more thought or will than the stone has when it leaps adown the hill-side +after it has first been set agoing.</p> +<p>But now the garth was fairly won and Thiodolf saw that there was +no hope for the Romans drawing together again; so while the kindreds +were busied in hewing down those knots of desperate men, he gathered +to him some of the wisest of his warriors, amongst whom were Steinulf +and Grani the Grey, the deft wood-wrights (but Athalulf had been grievously +hurt by a spear and was out of the battle), and drave a way through +the confused turmoil which still boiled in the garth there, and made +straight for the Man’s-door of the Hall. Soon he was close +thereto, having hewn away all fleers that hindered him, and the doorway +was before him. But on the threshold, the fire and flames of the +kindled hall behind him, stood the Roman Captain clad in gold-adorned +armour and surcoat of sea-born purple; the man was cool and calm and +proud, and a mocking smile was on his face: and he bore his bright blade +unbloodied in his hand.</p> +<p>Thiodolf stayed a moment of time, and their eyes met; it had gone +hard with the War-duke, and those eyes glittered in his pale face, and +his teeth were close set together; though he had fought wisely, and +for life, as he who is most valiant ever will do, till he is driven +to bay like the lone wood-wolf by the hounds, yet had he been sore mishandled. +His helm and shield were gone, his hauberk rent; for it was no dwarf-wrought +coat, but the work of Ivar’s hand: the blood was running down +from his left arm, and he was hurt in many places: he had broken Ivar’s +sword in the medley, and now bore in his hand a strong Roman short-sword, +and his feet stood bloody on the worn earth anigh the Man’s-door.</p> +<p>He looked into the scornful eyes of the Roman lord for a little minute +and then laughed aloud, and therewithal, leaping on him with one spring, +turned sideways, and dealt him a great buffet on his ear with his unarmed +left hand, just as the Roman thrust at him with his sword, so that the +Captain staggered forward on to the next man following, which was Wolfkettle +the eager warrior, who thrust him through with his sword and shoved +him aside as they all strode into the hall together. Howbeit no +sword fell from the Roman Captain as he fell, for Thiodolf’s side +bore it into the Hall of the Wolfings.</p> +<p>Most wrathful were those men, and went hastily, for their Roof was +full of smoke, and the flames flickered about the pillars and the wall +here and there, and crept up to the windows aloft; yet was it not wholly +or fiercely burning; for the Roman fire-raisers had been hurried and +hasty in their work. Straightway then Steinulf and Grani led the +others off at a run towards the loft and the water; but Thiodolf, who +went slowly and painfully, looked and beheld on the dais those men bound +for the burning, and he went quietly, and as a man who has been sick, +and is weak, up on to the dais, and said:</p> +<p>“Be of good cheer, O brothers, for the kindreds have vanquished +the foemen, and the end of strife is come.”</p> +<p>His voice sounded strange and sweet to them amidst the turmoil of +the fight without; he laid down his sword on the table, and drew a little +sharp knife from his girdle and cut their bonds one by one and loosed +them with his blood-stained hands; and each one as he loosed him he +kissed and said to him, “Brother, go help those who are quenching +the fire; this is the bidding of the War-duke.”</p> +<p>But as he loosed one after other he was longer and longer about it, +and his words were slower. At last he came to the man who was +bound in his own high-seat close under the place of the wondrous Lamp, +the Hall-Sun, and he was the only one left bound; that man was of the +Wormings and was named Elfric; he loosed him and was long about it; +and when he was done he smiled on him and kissed him, and said to him:</p> +<p>“Arise, brother! go help the quenchers of the fire, and leave +to me this my chair, for I am weary: and if thou wilt, thou mayst bring +me of that water to drink, for this morning men have forgotten the mead +of the reapers!”</p> +<p>Then Elfric arose, and Thiodolf sat in his chair, and leaned back +his head; but Elfric looked at him for a moment as one scared, and then +ran his ways down the hall, which now was growing noisy with the hurry +and bustle of the quenchers of the fire, to whom had divers others joined +themselves.</p> +<p>There then from a bucket which was still for a moment he filled a +wooden bowl, which he caught up from the base of one of the hall-pillars, +and hastened up the Hall again; and there was no man nigh the dais, +and Thiodolf yet sat in his chair, and the hall was dim with the rolling +smoke, and Elfric saw not well what the War-duke was doing. So +he hastened on, and when he was close to Thiodolf he trod in something +wet, and his heart sank for he knew that it was blood; his foot slipped +therewith and as he put out his hand to save himself the more part of +the water was spilled, and mingled with the blood. But he went +up to Thiodolf and said to him, “Drink, War-duke! here hath come +a mouthful of water.”</p> +<p>But Thiodolf moved not for his word, and Elfric touched him, and +he moved none the more.</p> +<p>Then Elfric’s heart failed him and he laid his hand on the +War-duke’s hand, and looked closely into his face; and the hand +was cold and the face ashen-pale; and Elfric laid his hand on his side, +and he felt the short-sword of the Roman leader thrust deep therein, +besides his many other hurts.</p> +<p>So Elfric knew that he was dead, and he cast the bowl to the earth, +and lifted up his hands and wailed out aloud, like a woman who hath +come suddenly on her dead child, and cried out in a great voice:</p> +<p>“Hither, hither, O men in this hall, for the War-duke of the +Markmen is dead! O ye people, Hearken! Thiodolf the Mighty, +the Wolfing is dead!”</p> +<p>And he was a young man, and weak with the binding and the waiting +for death, and he bowed himself adown and crouched on the ground and +wept aloud.</p> +<p>But even as he cried that cry, the sunlight outside the Man’s-door +was darkened, and the Hall-Sun came over the threshold in her ancient +gold-embroidered raiment, holding in her hand her namesake the wondrous +Lamp; and the spears and the war-gear of warriors gleamed behind her; +but the men tarried on the threshold till she turned about and beckoned +to them, and then they poured in through the Man’s-door, their +war-gear rent and they all befouled and disarrayed with the battle, +but with proud and happy faces: as they entered she waved her hand to +them to bid them go join the quenchers of the fire; so they went their +ways.</p> +<p>But she went with unfaltering steps up to the dais, and the place +where the chain of the Lamp hung down from amidst the smoke-cloud wavering +a little in the gusts of the hall. Straightway she made the Lamp +fast to its chain, and dealt with its pulleys with a deft hand often +practised therein, and then let it run up toward the smoke-hidden Roof +till it gleamed in its due place once more, a token of the salvation +of the Wolfings and the welfare of all the kindreds.</p> +<p>Then she turned toward Thiodolf with a calm and solemn face, though +it was very pale and looked as if she would not smile again. Elfric +had risen up and was standing by the board speechless and the passion +of sobs still struggling in his bosom. She put him aside gently, +and went up to Thiodolf and stood above him, and looked down on his +face a while: then she put forth her hand and closed his eyes, and stooped +down and kissed his face. Then she stood up again and faced the +Hall and looked and saw that many were streaming in, and that though +the smoke was still eddying overhead, the fire was well nigh quenched +within; and without the sound of battle had sunk and died away. +For indeed the Markmen had ended their day’s work before noon-tide +that day, and the more part of the Romans were slain, and to the rest +they had given peace till the Folk-mote should give Doom concerning +them; for pity of these valiant men was growing in the hearts of the +valiant men who had vanquished them, now that they feared them no more.</p> +<p>And this second part of the Morning Battle is called Thiodolf’s +Storm.</p> +<p>So now when the Hall-Sun looked and beheld that the battle was done +and the fire quenched, and when she saw how every man that came into +the Hall looked up and beheld the wondrous Lamp and his face quickened +into joy at the sight of it; and how most looked up at the high-seat +and Thiodolf lying leaned back therein, her heart nigh broke between +the thought of her grief and of the grief of the Folk that their mighty +friend was dead, and the thought of the joy of the days to be and all +the glory that his latter days had won. But she gathered heart, +and casting back the dark tresses of her hair, she lifted up her voice +and cried out till its clear shrillness sounded throughout all the Roof:</p> +<p>“O men in this Hall the War-duke is dead! O people hearken! +for Thiodolf the Mighty hath changed his life: Come hither, O men, Come +hither, for this is true, that Thiodolf is dead!”</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXX—THIODOLF IS BORNE OUT OF THE HALL AND OTTER IS +LAID BESIDE HIM</h2> +<p>So when they heard her voice they came thither flockmeal, and a great +throng mingled of many kindreds was in the Hall, but with one consent +they made way for the Children of the Wolf to stand nearest to the dais. +So there they stood, the warriors mingled with the women, the swains +with the old men, the freemen with the thralls: for now the stay-at-homes +of the House were all gotten into the garth, and the more part of them +had flowed into the feast-hall when they knew that the fire was slackening.</p> +<p>All these now had heard the clear voice of the Hall-Sun, or others +had told them what had befallen; and the wave of grief had swept coldly +over them amidst their joy of the recoverance of their dwelling-place; +yet they would not wail nor cry aloud, even to ease their sorrow, till +they had heard the words of the Hall-Sun, as she stood facing them beside +their dead War-duke.</p> +<p>Then she spake: “O Sorli the Old, come up hither! thou hast +been my fellow in arms this long while.”</p> +<p>So the old man came forth, and went slowly in his clashing war-gear +up on to the dais. But his attire gleamed and glittered, since +over-old was he to thrust deep into the press that day, howbeit he was +wise in war. So he stood beside her on the dais holding his head +high, and proud he looked, for all his thin white locks and sunken eyes.</p> +<p>But again said the Hall-Sun: “Canst thou hear me, Wolfkettle, +when I bid thee stand beside me, or art thou, too, gone on the road +to Valhall?”</p> +<p>Forth then strode that mighty warrior and went toward the dais: nought +fair was his array to look on; for point and edge had rent it and stained +it red, and the flaring of the hall-flames had blackened it; his face +was streaked with black withal, and his hands were as the hands of a +smith among the thralls who hath wrought unwashen in the haste and hurry +when men look to see the war-arrow abroad. But he went up on to +the dais and held up his head proudly, and looked forth on to the hall-crowd +with eyes that gleamed fiercely from his stained and blackened face.</p> +<p>Again the Hall-Sun said: “Art thou also alive, O Egil the messenger? +Swift are thy feet, but not to flee from the foe: Come up and stand +with us!”</p> +<p>Therewith Egil clave the throng; he was not so roughly dealt with +as was Wolfkettle, for he was a bowman, and had this while past shot +down on the Romans from aloof; and he yet held his bended bow in his +hand. He also came up on to the dais and stood beside Wolfkettle +glancing down on the hall-crowd, looking eagerly from side to side.</p> +<p>Yet again the Hall-Sun spake: “No aliens now are dwelling in +the Mark; come hither, ye men of the kindreds! Come thou, our +brother Hiarandi of the Elkings, for thy sisters, our wives, are fain +of thee. Come thou, Valtyr of the Laxings, brother’s son +of Otter; do thou for the War-duke what thy father’s brother had +done, had he not been faring afar. Come thou, Geirbald of the +Shieldings the messenger! Now know we the deeds of others and +thy deeds. Come, stand beside us for a little!”</p> +<p>Forth then they came in their rent and battered war-gear: and the +tall Hiarandi bore but the broken truncheon of his sword; and Valtyr +a woodman’s axe notched and dull with work; and Geirbald a Roman +cast-spear, for his own weapons had been broken in the medley; and he +came the last of the three, going as a belated reaper from the acres. +There they stood by the others and gazed adown the hall-throng.</p> +<p>But the Hall-Sun spake again: “Agni of the Daylings, I see +thee now. How camest thou into the hard handplay, old man? +Come hither and stand with us, for we love thee. Angantyr of the +Bearings, fair was thy riding on the day of the Battle on the Ridge! +Come thou, be with us. Shall the Beamings whose daughters we marry +fail the House of the Wolf to-day? Geirodd, thou hast no longer +a weapon, but the fight is over, and this hour thou needest it not. +Come to us, brother! Gunbald of the Vallings, the Falcon on thy +shield is dim with the dint of point and edge, but it hath done its +work to ward thy valiant heart: Come hither, friend! Come all +ye and stand with us!”</p> +<p>As she named them so they came, and they went up on to the dais and +stood altogether; and a terrible band of warriors they looked had the +fight been to begin over again, and they to meet death once more. +And again spake the Hall-Sun:</p> +<p>“Steinulf and Grani, deft are your hands! Take ye the +stalks of the war blossoms, the spears of the kindreds, and knit them +together to make a bier for our War-duke, for he is weary and may not +go afoot. Thou Ali, son of Grey; thou hast gone errands for me +before; go forth now from the garth, and wend thy ways toward the water, +and tell me when thou comest back what thou hast seen of the coming +of the wain-burg. For by this time it should be drawing anigh.”</p> +<p>So Ali went forth, and there was silence of words for a while in +the Hall; but there arose the sound of the wood-wrights busy with the +wimble and the hammer about the bier. No long space had gone by +when Ali came back into the hall panting with his swift running; and +he cried out:</p> +<p>“O Hall-Sun, they are coming; the last wain hath crossed the +ford, and the first is hard at hand: bright are their banners in the +sun.”</p> +<p>Then said the Hall-Sun: “O warriors, it is fitting that we +go to meet our banners returning from the field, and that we do the +Gods to wit what deeds we have done; fitting is it also that Thiodolf +our War-duke wend with us. Now get ye into your ordered bands, +and go we forth from the fire-scorched hall, and out into the sunlight, +that the very earth and the heavens may look upon the face of our War-duke, +and bear witness that he hath played his part as a man.”</p> +<p>Then without more words the folk began to stream out of the Hall, +and within the garth which the Romans had made they arrayed their companies. +But when they were all gone from the Hall save they who were on the +dais, the Hall-Sun took the waxen torch which she had litten and quenched +at the departure of the host to battle, and now she once more kindled +it at the flame of the wondrous Lamp, the Hall-Sun. But the wood-wrights +brought the bier which they had made of the spear-shafts of the kindred, +and they laid thereon a purple cloak gold-embroidered of the treasure +of the Wolfings, and thereon was Thiodolf laid.</p> +<p>Then those men took him up; to wit, Sorli the Old, and Wolfkettle +and Egil, all these were of the Wolfing House; Hiarandi of the Elkings +also, and Valtyr of the Laxings, Geirbald of the Shieldings, Agni of +the Daylings, Angantyr of the Bearings, Geirodd of the Beamings, Gunbald +of the Vallings: all these, with the two valiant wood-wrights, Steinulf +and Grani, laid hand to the bier.</p> +<p>So they bore it down from the dais, and out at the Man’s-door +into the sunlight, and the Hall-Sun followed close after it, holding +in her hand the Candle of Returning. It was an hour after high-noon +of a bright midsummer day when she came out into the garth; and the +smoke from the fire-scorched hall yet hung about the trees of the wood-edge. +She looked neither down towards her feet nor on the right side or the +left, but straight before her. The ordered companies of the kindreds +hid the sight of many fearful things from her eyes; though indeed the +thralls and women had mostly gleaned the dead from the living both of +friend and foe, and were tending the hurt of either host. Through +an opening in the ranks moreover could they by the bier behold the scanty +band of Roman captives, some standing up, looking dully around them, +some sitting or lying on the grass talking quietly together, and it +seemed by their faces that for them the bitterness of death was passed.</p> +<p>Forth then fared the host by the West gate, where Thiodolf had done +so valiantly that day, and out on to the green amidst the booths and +lesser dwellings. Sore then was the heart of the Hall-Sun, as +she looked forth over dwelling, and acre, and meadow, and the blue line +of the woods beyond the water, and bethought her of all the familiar +things that were within the compass of her eyesight, and remembered +the many days of her father’s loving-kindness, and the fair words +wherewith he had solaced her life-days. But of the sorrow that +wrung her heart nothing showed in her face, nor was she paler now than +her wont was. For high was her courage, and she would in no wise +mar that fair day and victory of the kindreds with grief for what was +gone, whereas so much of what once was, yet abided and should abide +for ever.</p> +<p>Then fared they down through the acres, where what was yet left of +the wheat was yellowing toward harvest, and the rye hung grey and heavy; +for bright and hot had the weather been all through these tidings. +Howbeit much of the corn was spoiled by the trampling of the Roman bands.</p> +<p>So came they into the fair open meadow and saw before them the wains +coming to meet them with their folk; to wit a throng of stout carles +of the thrall-folk led by the war-wise and ripe men of the Steerings. +Bright was the gleaming of the banner-wains, though for the lack of +wind the banners hung down about their staves; the sound of the lowing +of the bulls and the oxen, the neighing of horses and bleating of the +flocks came up to the ears of the host as they wended over the meadow.</p> +<p>They made stay at last on the rising ground, all trampled and in +parts bloody, where yesterday Thiodolf had come on the fight between +the remnant of Otter’s men and the Romans: there they opened their +ranks, and made a ring round about a space, amidmost of which was a +little mound whereon was set the bier of Thiodolf. The wains and +their warders came up with them and drew a garth of the wains round +about the ring of men with the banners of the kindreds in their due +places.</p> +<p>There was the Wolf and the Elk, the Falcon, the Swan, the Boar, the +Bear, and the Green-tree: the Willow-bush, the Gedd, the Water-bank +and the Wood-Ousel, the Steer, the Mallard and the Roe-deer: all these +were of the Mid-mark. But of the Upper-mark were the Horse and +the Spear, and the Shield, and the Daybreak, and the Dale, and the Mountain, +and the Brook, and the Weasel, and the Cloud, and the Hart.</p> +<p>Of the Nether-mark were the Salmon, and the Lynx, and the Ling worm, +the Seal, the Stone, and the Sea-mew; the Buck-goat, the Apple-tree, +the Bull, the Adder, and the Crane.</p> +<p>There they stood in the hot sunshine three hours after noon; and +a little wind came out of the west and raised the pictured cloths upon +the banner-staves, so that the men could now see the images of the tokens +of their Houses and the Fathers of old time.</p> +<p>Now was there silence in the ring of men; but it opened presently +and through it came all-armed warriors bearing another bier, and lo, +Otter upon it, dead in his war-gear with many a grievous wound upon +his body. For men had found him in an ingle of the wall of the +Great Roof, where he had been laid yesterday by the Romans when his +company and the Bearings with the Wormings made their onset: for the +Romans had noted his exceeding valour, and when they had driven off +the Goths some of them brought him dead inside their garth, for they +would know the name and dignity of so valorous a man.</p> +<p>So now they bore him to the mound where Thiodolf lay and set the +bier down beside Thiodolf’s, and the two War-dukes of the Markmen +lay there together: and when the warriors beheld that sight, they could +not forbear, but some groaned aloud, and some wept great tears, and +they clashed their swords on their shields and the sound of their sorrow +and their praise went up to the summer heavens.</p> +<p>Now the Hall-Sun holding aloft the waxen torch lifted up her voice +and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O warriors of the Wolfings, by the token of the +flame<br /> +That here in my right hand flickers, ye are back at the House of the +Name,<br /> +And there yet burneth the Hall-Sun beneath the Wolfing Roof,<br /> +And the flame that the foemen quickened hath died out far aloof.<br /> +Ye gleanings of the battle, lift up your hearts on high,<br /> +For the House of the War-wise Wolfings and the Folk undoomed to die.<br /> +But ye kindreds of the Markmen, the Wolfing guests are ye,<br /> +And to-night we hold the high-tide, and great shall the feasting be,<br /> +For to-day by the road that we know not a many wend their ways<br /> +To the Gods and the ancient Fathers, and the hope of the latter days.<br /> +And how shall their feet be cumbered if we tangle them with woe,<br /> +And the heavy rain of sorrow drift o’er the road they go?<br /> +They have toiled, and their toil was troublous to make the days to come;<br /> +Use ye their gifts in gladness, lest they grieve for the Ancient Home!<br /> +Now are our maids arraying that fire-scorched Hall of ours<br /> +With the treasure of the Wolfings and the wealth of summer flowers,<br /> +And this eve the work before you will be the Hall to throng<br /> +And purge its walls of sorrow and quench its scathe and wrong.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She looked on the dead Thiodolf a moment, and then glanced from him +to Otter and spake again:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O kindreds, here before you two mighty bodies +lie;<br /> +Henceforth no man shall see them in house and field go by<br /> +As we were used to behold them, familiar to us then<br /> +As the wind beneath the heavens and the sun that shines on men;<br /> +Now soon shall there be nothing of their dwelling-place to tell,<br /> +Save the billow of the meadows, the flower-grown grassy swell!<br /> +Now therefore, O ye kindreds, if amidst you there be one<br /> +Who hath known the heart of the War-dukes, and the deeds their hands +have done,<br /> +Will not the word be with him, while yet your hearts are hot,<br /> +Of our praise and long remembrance, and our love that dieth not?<br /> +Then let him come up hither and speak the latest word<br /> +O’er the limbs of the battle-weary and the hearts outworn with +the sword.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>She held her peace, and there was a stir in the ring of men: for +they who were anigh the Dayling banner saw an old warrior sitting on +a great black horse and fully armed. He got slowly off his horse +and walked toward the ring of warriors, which opened before him; for +all knew him for Asmund the old, the war-wise warrior of the Daylings, +even he who had lamented over the Hauberk of Thiodolf. He had +taken horse the day before, and had ridden toward the battle, but was +belated, and had come up with them of the wain-burg just as they had +crossed the water.</p> +<h2>CHAPTER XXXI—OLD ASMUND SPEAKETH OVER THE WAR-DUKES: THE DEAD +ARE LAID IN MOUND</h2> +<p>Now while all looked on, he went to the place where lay the bodies +of the War-dukes, and looked down on the face of Otter and said:</p> +<blockquote><p>“O Otter, there thou liest! and thou that I knew +of old,<br /> +When my beard began to whiten, as the best of the keen and the bold,<br /> +And thou wert as my youngest brother, and thou didst lead my sons<br /> +When we fared forth over the mountains to meet the arrowy Huns,<br /> +And I smiled to see thee teaching the lore that I learned thee erst.<br /> +O Otter, dost thou remember how the Goth-folk came by the worst,<br /> +And with thee in mine arms I waded the wide shaft-harrowed flood<br /> +That lapped the feet of the mountains with its water blent with blood;<br /> +And how in the hollow places of the mountains hidden away<br /> +We abode the kindreds’ coming as the wet night bideth day?<br /> +Dost thou remember, Otter, how many a joy we had,<br /> +How many a grief remembered has made our high-tide glad?<br /> +O fellow of the hall-glee! O fellow of the field!<br /> +Why then hast thou departed and left me under shield?<br /> +I the ancient, I the childless, while yet in the Laxing hall<br /> +Are thy brother’s sons abiding and their children on thee call.</p> +<p>“O kindreds of the people! the soul that dwelt herein,<br /> +This goodly way-worn body, was keen for you to win<br /> +Good days and long endurance. Who knoweth of his deed<br /> +What things for you it hath fashioned from the flame of the fire of +need?<br /> +But of this at least well wot we, that forth from your hearts it came<br /> +And back to your hearts returneth for the seed of thriving and fame.<br /> +In the ground wherein ye lay it, the body of this man,<br /> +No deed of his abideth, no glory that he wan,<br /> +But evermore the Markmen shall bear his deeds o’er earth,<br /> +With the joy of the deeds that are coming, the garland of his worth.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>He was silent a little as he stood looking down on Otter’s +face with grievous sorrow, for all that his words were stout. +For indeed, as he had said, Otter had been his battle-fellow and his +hall-fellow, though he was much younger than Asmund; and they had been +standing foot to foot in that battle wherein old Asmund’s sons +were slain by his side.</p> +<p>After a while he turned slowly from looking at Otter to gaze upon +Thiodolf, and his body trembled as he looked, and he opened his mouth +to speak; but no word came from it; and he sat down upon the edge of +the bier, and the tears began to gush out of his old eyes, and he wept +aloud. Then they that saw him wondered; for all knew the stoutness +of his heart, and how he had borne more burdens than that of eld, and +had not cowered down under them. But at last he arose again, and +stood firmly on his feet, and faced the folk-mote, and in a voice more +like the voice of a man in his prime than of an old man, he sang:</p> +<blockquote><p> “Wild the storm is abroad<br /> + Of the edge of the sword!<br /> + Far on runneth the path<br /> + Of the war-stride of wrath!<br /> + The Gods hearken and hear<br /> + The long rumour of fear<br /> + From the meadows beneath<br /> + Running fierce o’er the heath,<br /> +Till it beats round their dwelling-place builded aloof<br /> +And at last all up-swelling breaks wild o’er their roof,<br /> +And quencheth their laughter and crieth on all,<br /> +As it rolleth round rafter and beam of the Hall,<br /> +Like the speech of the thunder-cloud tangled on high,<br /> +When the mountain-halls sunder as dread goeth by.</p> +<p> “So they throw the door wide<br /> + Of the Hall where they bide,<br /> + And to murmuring song<br /> + Turns that voice of the wrong,<br /> + And the Gods wait a-gaze<br /> + For that Wearer of Ways:<br /> + For they know he hath gone<br /> + A long journey alone.<br /> +Now his feet are they hearkening, and now is he come,<br /> +With his battle-wounds darkening the door of his home,<br /> +Unbyrnied, unshielded, and lonely he stands,<br /> +And the sword that he wielded is gone from his hands—<br /> +Hands outstretched and bearing no spoil of the fight,<br /> +As speechless, unfearing, he stands in their sight.</p> +<p> “War-father gleams<br /> + Where the white light streams<br /> + Round kings of old<br /> + All red with gold,<br /> + And the Gods of the name<br /> + With joy aflame.<br /> + All the ancient of men<br /> + Grown glorious again:<br /> +Till the Slains-father crieth aloud at the last:<br /> +‘Here is one that belieth no hope of the past!<br /> +No weapon, no treasure of earth doth he bear,<br /> +No gift for the pleasure of Godhome to share;<br /> +But life his hand bringeth, well cherished, most sweet;<br /> +And hark! the Hall singeth the Folk-wolf to greet!’</p> +<p> “As the rain of May<br /> + On earth’s happiest day,<br /> + So the fair flowers fall<br /> + On the sun-bright Hall<br /> + As the Gods rise up<br /> + With the greeting-cup,<br /> + And the welcoming crowd<br /> + Falls to murmur aloud.<br /> +Then the God of Earth speaketh; sweet-worded he saith,<br /> +‘Lo, the Sun ever seeketh Life fashioned of death;<br /> +And to-day as he turneth the wide world about<br /> +On Wolf-stead he yearneth; for there without doubt<br /> +Dwells the death-fashioned story, the flower of all fame.<br /> +Come hither new Glory, come Crown of the Name!’”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>All men’s hearts rose high as he sang, and when he had ended +arose the clang of sword and shield and went ringing down the meadow, +and the mighty shout of the Markmen’s joy rent the heavens: for +in sooth at that moment they saw Thiodolf, their champion, sitting among +the Gods on his golden chair, sweet savours around him, and sweet sound +of singing, and he himself bright-faced and merry as no man on earth +had seen him, for as joyous a man as he was.</p> +<p>But when the sound of their exultation sank down, the Hall-Sun spake +again:</p> +<blockquote><p>“Now wendeth the sun westward, and weary grows +the Earth<br /> +Of all the long day’s doings in sorrow and in mirth;<br /> +And as the great sun waneth, so doth my candle wane,<br /> +And its flickering flame desireth to rest and die again.<br /> +Therefore across the meadows wend we aback once more<br /> +To the holy Roof of the Wolfings, the shrine of peace and war.<br /> +And these that once have loved us, these warriors images,<br /> +Shall sit amidst our feasting, and see, as the Father sees<br /> +The works that men-folk fashion and the rest of toiling hands,<br /> +When his eyes look down from the mountains and the heavens above all +lands,<br /> +And up from the flowery meadows and the rolling deeps of the sea.<br /> +There then at the feast with our champions familiar shall we be<br /> +As oft we are with the Godfolk, when in story-rhymes and lays<br /> +We laugh as we tell of their laughter, and their deeds of other days.</p> +<p>“Come then, ye sons of the kindreds who hither bore these twain!<br /> +Take up their beds of glory, and fare we home again,<br /> +And feast as men delivered from toil unmeet to bear,<br /> +Who through the night are looking to the dawn-tide fresh and fair<br /> +And the morn and the noon to follow, and the eve and its morrow morn,<br /> +All the life of our deliv’rance and the fair days yet unborn.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>So she spoke, and a murmur arose as those valiant men came forth +again. But lo, now were they dight in fresh and fair raiment and +gleaming war-array. For while all this was a-doing and a-saying, +they had gotten them by the Hall-Sun’s bidding unto the wains +of their Houses, and had arrayed them from the store therein.</p> +<p>So now they took up the biers, and the Hall-Sun led them, and they +went over the meadow before the throng of the kindreds, who followed +them duly ordered, each House about its banner; and when they were come +through the garth which the Romans had made to the Man’s-door +of the Hall, there were the women of the House freshly attired, who +cast flowers on the living men of the host, and on the dead War-dukes, +while they wept for pity of them. So went the freemen of the Houses +into the Hall, following the Hall-Sun, and the bearers of the War-dukes; +but the banners abode without in the garth made by the Romans; and the +thralls arrayed a feast for themselves about the wains of the kindreds +in the open place before their cots and the smithying booths and the +byres.</p> +<p>And as the Hall-Sun went into the Hall, she thrust down the candle +against the threshold of the Man’s-door, and so quenched it.</p> +<p>Long were the kindreds entering, and when they were under the Roof +of the Wolfings, they looked and beheld Thiodolf set in his chair once +more, and Otter set beside him; and the chiefs and leaders of the House +took their places on the dais, those to whom it was due, and the Hall-Sun +sat under the wondrous Lamp her namesake.</p> +<p>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. +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.</p> +<p>There then they fell to feasting, hallowing in the high-tide of their +return with victory in their hands: and the dead corpses of Thiodolf +and Otter, clad in precious glistering raiment, looked down on them +from the High-seat, and the kindreds worshipped them and were glad; +and they drank the Cup to them before any others, were they Gods or +men.</p> +<p>But before the feast was hallowed in, came Ali the son of Grey up +to the High-seat, bearing something in his hand: and lo! it was Throng-plough, +which he had sought all over the field where the Markmen had been overcome +by the Romans, and had found it at last. All men saw him how he +held it in his hand now as he went up to the Hall-Sun and spake to her. +But she kissed the lad on the forehead, and took Throng-plough, and +wound the peace-strings round him and laid him on the board before Thiodolf; +and then she spake softly as if to herself, yet so that some heard her:</p> +<p>“O father, no more shalt thou draw Throng-plough from the sheath +till the battle is pitched in the last field of fight, and the sons +of the fruitful Earth and the sons of Day meet Swart and his children +at last, when the change of the World is at hand. Maybe I shall +be with thee then: but now and in meanwhile, farewell, O mighty hand +of my father!”</p> +<p>Thus then the Houses of the Mark held their High-tide of Returning +under the Wolfing Roof with none to blame them or make them afraid: +and the moon rose and the summer night wore on towards dawn, and within +the Roof and without was there feasting and singing and harping and +the voice of abundant joyance: for without the Roof feasted the thralls +and the strangers, and the Roman war-captives.</p> +<p>But on the morrow the kindreds laid their dead men in mound betwixt +the Great Roof and the Wild-wood. In one mound they laid them +with the War-dukes in their midst, and Arinbiorn by Otter’s right +side; and Thiodolf bore Throng-plough to mound with him.</p> +<p>But a little way from the mound of their own dead, toward the south +they laid the Romans, a great company, with their Captain in the midst: +and they heaped a long mound over them not right high; so that as years +wore, and the feet of men and beasts trod it down, it seemed a mere +swelling of the earth not made by men’s hands; and belike men +knew not how many bones of valiant men lay beneath; yet it had a name +which endured for long, to wit, the Battle-toft.</p> +<p>But the mound whereunder the Markmen were laid was called Thiodolf’s +Howe for many generations of men, and many are the tales told of him; +for men were loth to lose him and forget him: and in the latter days +men deemed of him that he sits in that Howe not dead but sleeping, with +Throng-plough laid before him on the board; and that when the sons of +the Goths are at their sorest need and the falcons cease to sit on the +ridge of the Great Roof of the Wolfings, he will wake and come forth +from the Howe for their helping. But none have dared to break +open that Howe and behold what is therein.</p> +<p>But that swelling of the meadow where the Goths had their overthrow +at the hands of the Romans, and Thiodolf fell to earth unwounded, got +a name also, and was called the Swooning Knowe; and it kept that name +long after men had forgotten wherefore it was so called.</p> +<p>Now when all this was done, and the warriors of the kindreds were +departed each to his own stead, the Wolfings gathered in wheat-harvest, +and set themselves to make good all that the Romans had undone; and +they cleansed and mended their Great Roof and made it fairer than before, +and took from it all signs of the burning, save that they left the charring +and marks of the flames on one tie-beam, the second from the dais, for +a token of the past tidings. Also when Harvest was over the Wolfings, +the Beamings, the Galtings, and the Elkings, set to work with the Bearings +to rebuild their Great Roof and the other dwellings and booths which +the Romans had burned; and right fair was that house.</p> +<p>But the Wolfings throve in field and fold, and they begat children +who grew up to be mighty men and deft of hand, and the House grew more +glorious year by year.</p> +<p>The tale tells not that the Romans ever fell on the Mark again; for +about this time they began to stay the spreading of their dominion, +or even to draw in its boundaries somewhat.</p> +<p>AND THIS IS ALL THAT THE TALE HAS TO TELL CONCERNING THE HOUSE OF +THE WOLFINGS AND THE KINDREDS OF THE MARK.</p> +<h2>FOOTNOTES</h2> +<p><a name="footnote1"></a><a href="#citation1">{1}</a> Welsh +with these men means Foreign, and is used for all people of Europe who +are not of Gothic or Teutonic blood.</p> +<p><a name="footnote2"></a><a href="#citation2">{2}</a> i.e. Foreigners: +see note <a name="citation2"></a><a href="#footnote1">{1}</a></p> +<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE HOUSE OF THE WOLFINGS***</p> +<pre> + + +***** This file should be named 2885-h.htm or 2885-h.zip****** + + +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: +https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/2/8/8/2885 + + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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