all-weaponed

Updated: May 26, 2025

Many men all-weaponed were on the decks, and the minstrels high up on the poop were blowing a merry song of return on their battle-horns. "Lo, you," said the Puny Fox, "thy luck or mine hath served thee this time, in that the Flaming Sword did not overhaul thee ere thou madest the haven. We are well here at least." Said Hallblithe: "But may not some of them come up hither perchance?"

William Morris - The Story of the Glittering Plain; or, the land of Living Men