The Little Heeked Gurth of Editha

In the days that followed, it seemed the cruise of contentment would never run dry. My fair saxon wife noted these moods and strove to mend them. She would take me out to the hawking were i never so gloomy. And then i would envy the wild haggards of the rocks who got their living from day to day in the free mid air. I sometimes think it was all this to do which brought vorwood under norman notice. But perhaps it was the slow and steady advance of the invaders, power percolating like a rising tide into all the recesses of the land which drew us into the fatal circle of the despowardness. Be