war-deed

Updated: July 31, 2026

By the rock and the river the banners they bear, And their battle-staves quiver 'neath halbert and spear; On the hill's brow they gather, and hang o'er the Dale As the clouds of the Father hang, laden with bale. Down shineth the sun On the war-deed half done; All the fore-doomed to die, In the pale dust they lie.

William Morris - The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale