well-willer's

Updated: July 1, 2026

There is nought now our feet on the highway delaying Save the friend's loving-kindness, the sundering of speech; The well-willer's word that ends words with the saying, The loth to depart while each looketh on each. Fare on then, for nought are ye laden with sorrow; The love of this land do ye bear with you still.

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