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The House of the Wolfings is a romantically reconstructed portrait of the lives of the Germanic Gothic tribes, written in an archaic style and incorporating a large amount of poetry. Morris combines his own idealistic views with what was actually known at the time of his subjects' folkways and language.
- William Morris
- 1889
20. Apr. 2021 · A Tale of the House of the Wolfings and All the Kindreds of the Mark is a novel by William Morris. It was the first of the author's 'prose romances', written during his last eight years. The novel was followed by
4. Mai 2005 · 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 ...
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- William Morris
- 1889
The House of the Wolfings (1888) and The Roots of the Mountains (1889) both describe early struggles of imaginary tribal societies toward a more coherent communal order. These paired romances constitute Morris's most concrete reconstruction of an idealized pre-socialist society-its economic organization, political features, and heroic ideals in ...
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 ...
25. Jan. 2015 · 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. by William Morris Whiles in the early Winter eve We pass amid the gathering night Some homestead that we had to leave Years past; and see its candles bright Shine in the room beside the door Where we were ...
