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Long ago there was a little land, over which ruled a regulus or kinglet, who was called King Peter, though his kingdom was but little.
The Well at the World's End is a high fantasy novel by the British textile designer, poet, and author William Morris.
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- 2Ralph Goeth Back Home to the High House2 min
- 3Ralph Cometh to the Cheaping-Town18 min
- 4Ralph Rideth the Downs10 min
- 5Ralph Cometh to Higham-on-the-Way17 min
- 6Ralph Goeth His Ways From the Abbey of St. Mary at H...8 min
- 7The Maiden of Bourton Abbas10 min
- 8Ralph Cometh to the Wood Perilous8 min
- 9Another Adventure in the Wood Perilous11 min
- 10A Meeting and a Parting in the Wood Perilous6 min
- 11Now Must Ralph Ride for It13 min
- 12Ralph Entereth Into the Burg of the Four Friths15 min
- 13The Streets of the Burg of the Four Friths9 min
- 14What Ralph Heard of the Matters of the Burg of the F...13 min
- 15How Ralph Departed From the Burg of the Four Friths11 min
- 16Ralph Rideth the Wood Perilous Again6 min
- 17Ralph Cometh to the House of Abundance8 min
- 18Of Ralph in the Castle of Abundance21 min
- 19Ralph Readeth in a Book Concerning the Well at the W...2 min
- 20Ralph Meeteth a Man in the Wood12 min
- 21Ralph Weareth Away Three Days Uneasily7 min
- 22An Adventure in the Wood16 min
- 23The Leechcraft of the Lady8 min
- 24Supper and Slumber in the Woodland Hall11 min
- 25Book 2, Chapter 1: Ralph Meets With Love in the Wilderness11 min
- 26Book 2, Chapter 2: They Break Their Fast in the Wildwood6 min
- 27Chapter 2712 min
- 28Book 2, Chapter 4: The Lady Tells of Her Deliverance17 min
- 29Book 2, Chapter 5: Yet More of the Lady's Story4 min
- 30Chapter 3012 min
- 31Chapter 3122 min
- 32Book 2, Chapter 8: The Lady Maketh an End of Her Tale11 min
- 33Book 2, Chapter 9: They Go on Their Way Once More7 min
- 34Chapter 3416 min
- 35Book 2, Chapter 11: Ralph Cometh Out of the Wilderness5 min
- 36Chapter 365 min
- 37Chapter 3711 min
- 38Book 2, Chapter 14: Ralph Falleth in With Another Old Friend6 min
- 39Book 2, Chapter 15: Ralph Dreams a Dream Or Sees a Vision4 min
- 40Book 2, Chapter 16: Of the Tales of Swevenham9 min
- 41Book 2, Chapter 17: Richard Bringeth Tidings of Departing6 min
- 42Chapter 424 min
- 43Chapter 436 min
- 44Chapter 449 min
- 45Book 2, Chapter 21: A Battle in the Mountains11 min
- 46Book 2, Chapter 22: Ralph Talks with Bull Shockhead5 min
- 47Book 2, Chapter 23: Of the Town of Cheaping Knowe5 min
- 48Book 2, Chapter 24: Ralph Heareth More Tidings of the Damsel5 min
- 49Book 2, Chapter 25: The Fellowship Comes to Whiteness4 min
- 50Book 2, Chapter 26: They Ride the Mountains Toward Goldburg8 min
- 51Book 2, Chapter 27: Clement Tells of Goldburg3 min
- 52Book 2, Chapter 28: Now They Come to Goldburg5 min
- 53Book 2, Chapter 29: Of Goldburg and the Queen Thereof12 min
- 54Chapter 547 min
- 55Book 2, Chapter 31: The Beginning of the Road To Utterbol13 min
- 56Book 2, Chapter 32: Ralph Happens on Evil Days16 min
- 57Chapter 578 min
- 58Chapter 5814 min
- 59Book 2, Chapter 35: Ralph Cometh To the Vale of the Tower11 min
- 60Book 2, Chapter 36: The Talk of Two Women Concerning Ralph12 min
- 61Book 2, Chapter 37: How Ralph Justed With the Aliens11 min
- 62Book 2, Chapter 38: A Friend Gives Ralph Warning10 min
- 63Chapter 639 min
- 64Chapter 642 min
- 65Book 2, Chapter 41: Redhead Keeps Tryst6 min
- 66Chapter 6614 min
- 67Book 3, Chapter 2: Ralph Rides the Wood Under the Mountains3 min
- 68Chapter 6814 min
- 69Book 3, Chapter 4: They Ride the Wood Under the Mountains12 min
- 70Book 3, Chapter 5: They Come on the Sage of Swevenham10 min
- 71Chapter 712 min
- 72Book 3, Chapter 7: An Adventure by the Way9 min
- 73Book 3, Chapter 8: They Come to the Sea of Molten Rocks6 min
- 74Book 3, Chapter 9: They Come Forth From the Rock-Sea8 min
- 75Book 3, Chapter 10: They Come to the Gate of the Mountains4 min
- 76Book 3, Chapter 11: They Come to the Vale of Sweet Chestnuts6 min
- 77Book 3, Chapter 12: Winter Amidst of the Mountains5 min
- 78Book 3, Chapter 13: Of Ursula and the Bear9 min
- 79Chapter 795 min
- 80Chapter 804 min
- 81Book 3, Chapter 16: They Come to the House of the Sorceress11 min
- 82Chapter 829 min
- 83Book 3, Chapter 18: They Come to the Dry Tree7 min
- 84Book 3, Chapter 19: They Come Out of the Thirsty Desert3 min
- 85Book 3, Chapter 20: They Come to the Ocean Sea4 min
- 86Chapter 866 min
- 87Book 3, Chapter 22: Now They Have Drunk and Are Glad6 min
- 88Chapter 882 min
- 89Book 4, Chapter 2: They Hear New Tidings of Utterbol6 min
- 90Chapter 909 min
- 91Book 4, Chapter 4: A Feast in the Red Pavilion5 min
- 92Chapter 9213 min
- 93Book 4, Chapter 6: They Ride from Vale Turris9 min
- 94Chapter 947 min
- 95Book 4, Chapter 8: Of Goldburg Again, and the Queen Thereof6 min
- 96Book 4, Chapter 9: They Come to Cheaping Knowe Once More10 min
- 97Book 4, Chapter 10: An Adventure on the Way to the Mountains9 min
- 98Chapter 983 min
- 99Book 4, Chapter 12: The Roads Sunder Again5 min
- 100Book 4, Chapter 13: They Come to Whitwall Again16 min
- 101Book 4, Chapter 14: They Ride Away from Whitwall3 min
- 102Book 4, Chapter 15: A Strange Meeting in the Wilderness11 min
- 103Chapter 10313 min
- 104Book 4, Chapter 17: They Fall in With That Hermit20 min
- 105Chapter 1057 min
- 106Book 4, Chapter 19: Ralph Sees Hampton and the Scaur27 min
- 107Chapter 1075 min
- 108Book 4, Chapter 21: Talk Between Those Two Brethren12 min
- 109Chapter 10910 min
- 110Book 4, Chapter 23: They Ride to Bear Castle8 min
- 111Book 4, Chapter 24: The Folkmote of the Shepherds5 min
- 112Book 4, Chapter 25: They Come to Wulstead6 min
- 113Book 4, Chapter 26: Ralph Sees His Father and Mother Again12 min
- 114Chapter 1147 min
- 115Chapter 1159 min
- 116Book 4, Chapter 29: They Go Down to Battle in Upmeads18 min
- 117Chapter 1176 min
- 118Chapter 1187 min
- 119Chapter 1194 min
The opening
The Sundering of the Ways
The Sundering of the Ways
Long ago there was a little land, over which ruled a regulus or kinglet, who was called King Peter, though his kingdom was but little. He had four sons whose names were Blaise, Hugh, Gregory and Ralph: of these Ralph was the youngest, whereas he was but of twenty winters and one; and Blaise was the oldest and had seen thirty winters.
Now it came to this at last, that to these young men the kingdom of their father seemed strait; and they longed to see the ways of other men, and to strive for life. For though they were king's sons, they had but little world's wealth; save and except good meat and drink, and enough or too much thereof; house-room of the best; friends to be merry with, and maidens to kiss, and these also as good as might be; freedom withal to come and go as they would; the heavens above them, the earth to bear them up, and the meadows and acres, the woods and fair streams, and the little hills of Upmeads, for that was the name of their country and the kingdom of King Peter.
So having nought but this little they longed for much; and that the more because, king's sons as they were, they had but scant dominion save over their horses and dogs: for the men of that country were stubborn and sturdy vavassors, and might not away with masterful doings, but were like to pay back a blow with a blow, and a foul word with a buffet. So that, all things considered, it was little wonder if King Peter's sons found themselves straitened in their little land: wherein was no great merchant city; no mighty castle, or noble abbey of monks: nought but fair little halls of yeomen, with here and there a franklin's court or a shield-knight's manor-house; with many a goodly church, and whiles a house of good canons, who knew not the road to Rome, nor how to find the door of the Chancellor's house.
So these young men wearied their father and mother a long while with telling them of their weariness, and their longing to be gone: till at last on a fair and hot afternoon of June King Peter rose up from the carpet which the Prior of St. John's by the Bridge had given him (for he had been sleeping thereon amidst the grass of his orchard after his dinner) and he went into the hall of his house, which was called the High House of Upmeads, and sent for his four sons to come to him. And they came and stood before his high-seat and he said:
"Sons, ye have long wearied me with words concerning your longing for travel on the roads; now if ye verily wish to be gone, tell me when would ye take your departure if ye had your choice?"
They looked at one another, and the three younger ones nodded at Blaise the eldest: so he began, and said: "Saving the love and honour that we have for thee, and also for our mother, we would be gone at once, even with the noon's meat still in our bellies. But thou art the lord in this land, and thou must rule. Have I said well, brethren?" And they all said "Yea, yea." Then said the king; "Good! now is the sun high and hot; yet if ye ride softly ye may come to some good harbour before nightfall without foundering your horses. So come ye in an hour's space to the Four-want-way, and there and then will I order your departure."
The young men were full of joy when they heard his word; and they departed and went this way and that, gathering such small matters as each deemed that he needed, and which he might lightly carry with him; then they armed themselves, and would bid the squires bring them their horses; but men told them that the said squires had gone their ways already to the Want-way by the king's commandment: so thither they went at once a-foot all four in company, laughing and talking together merrily.
It must be told that this Want-way aforesaid was but four furlongs from the House, which lay in an ingle of the river called Upmeads Water amongst very fair meadows at the end of the upland tillage; and the land sloped gently up toward the hill-country and the unseen mountains on the north; but to the south was a low ridge which ran along the water, as it wound along from west to east. Beyond the said ridge, at a place whence you could see the higher hills to the south, that stretched mainly east and west also, there was presently an end of the Kingdom of Upmeads, though the neighbours on that side were peaceable and friendly, and were wont to send gifts to King Peter. But toward the north beyond the Want-way King Peter was lord over a good stretch of land, and that of the best; yet was he never a rich man, for he had no freedom to tax and tail his folk, nor forsooth would he have used it if he had; for he was no ill man, but kindly and of measure. On these northern marches there was war at whiles, whereas they ended in a great forest well furnished of trees; and this wood was debateable, and King Peter and his sons rode therein at their peril: but great plenty was therein of all wild deer, as hart, and buck, and roe, and swine, and bears and wolves withal. The lord on the other side thereof was a mightier man than King Peter, albeit he was a bishop, and a baron of Holy Church. To say sooth he was a close-fist and a manslayer; though he did his manslaying through his vicars, the knights and men-at-arms who held their manors of him, or whom he waged.
In that forest had King Peter's father died in battle, and his eldest son also; therefore, being a man of peace, he rode therein but seldom, though his sons, the three eldest of them, had both ridden therein and ran therefrom valiantly. As for Ralph the youngest, his father would not have him ride the Wood Debateable as yet.
So came those young men to the Want-ways, and found their father sitting there on a heap of stones, and over against him eight horses, four destriers, and four hackneys, and four squires withal. So they came and stood before their father, waiting for his word, and wondering what it would be.
Now spake King Peter: "Fair sons, ye would go on all adventure to seek a wider land, and a more stirring life than ye may get of me at home: so be it! But I have bethought me, that, since I am growing old and past the age of getting children, one of you, my sons, must abide at home to cherish me and your mother, and to lead our carles in war if trouble falleth upon us. Now I know not how to choose by mine own wit which of you shall ride and which abide. For so it is that ye are diverse of your conditions; but the evil conditions which one of you lacks the other hath, and the valiancy which one hath, the other lacks. Blaise is wise and prudent, but no great man of his hands. Hugh is a stout rider and lifter, but headstrong and foolhardy, and over bounteous a skinker; and Gregory is courteous and many worded, but sluggish in deed; though I will not call him a dastard. As for Ralph, he is fair to look on, and peradventure he may be as wise as Blaise, as valiant as Hugh, and as smooth-tongued as Gregory; but of all this we know little or nothing, whereas he is but young and untried. Yet may he do better than you others, and I deem that he will do so. All things considered, then, I say, I know not how to choose between you, my sons; so let luck choose for me, and ye shall draw cuts for your roads; and he that draweth longest shall go north, and the next longest shall go east, and the third straw shall send the drawer west; but as to him who draweth the shortest cut, he shall go no whither but back again to my house, there to abide with me the chances and changes of life; and it is most like that this one shall sit in my chair when I am gone, and be called King of Upmeads.
"Now, my sons, doth this ordinance please you? For if so be it doth not, then may ye all abide at home, and eat of my meat, and drink of my cup, but little chided either for sloth or misdoing, even as it hath been aforetime."
The young men looked at one another, and Blaise answered and said: "Sir, as for me I say we will do after your commandment, to take what road luck may show us, or to turn back home again." They all yeasaid this one after the other; and then King Peter said: "Now before I draw the cuts, I shall tell you that I have appointed the squires to go with each one of you. Richard the Red shall go with Blaise; for though he be somewhat stricken in years, and wise, yet is he a fierce carle and a doughty, and knoweth well all feats of arms.
"Lancelot Longtongue shall be squire to Hugh; for he is good of seeming and can compass all courtesy, and knoweth logic (though it be of the law and not of the schools), yet is he a proper man of his hands; as needs must he be who followeth Hugh; for where is Hugh, there is trouble and debate.
"Clement the Black shall serve Gregory: for he is a careful carle, and speaketh one word to every ten deeds that he doeth; whether they be done with point and edge, or with the hammer in the smithy.
"Lastly, I have none left to follow thee, Ralph, save Nicholas Longshanks; but though he hath more words than I have, yet hath he more wisdom, and is a man lettered and far-travelled, and loveth our house right well.
"How say ye, sons, is this to your liking?"
They all said "yea." Then quoth the king; "Nicholas, bring hither the straws ready dight, and I will give them my sons to draw."
So each young man came up in turn and drew; and King Peter laid the straws together and looked at them, and said:
"Thus it is, Hugh goeth north with Lancelot, Gregory westward with Clement." He stayed a moment and then said: "Blaise fareth eastward and Richard with him. As for thee, Ralph my dear son, thou shalt back with me and abide in my house and I shall see thee day by day; and thou shalt help me to live my last years happily in all honour; and thy love shall be my hope, and thy valiancy my stay."
Therewith he arose and threw his arm about the young man's neck; but he shrank away a little from his father, and his face grew troubled; and King Peter noted that, and his countenance fell, and he said:
"Nay nay, my son; grudge not thy brethren the chances of the road, and the ill-hap of the battle. Here at least for thee is the bounteous board and the full cup, and the love of kindred and well-willers, and the fellowship of the folk. O well is thee, my son, and happy shalt thou be!"
But the young man knit his brows and said no word in answer.
Then came forward those three brethren who were to fare at all adventure, and they stood before the old man saying nought. Then he laughed and said: "O ho, my sons! Here in Upmeads have ye all ye need without money, but when ye fare in the outlands ye need money; is it not a lack of yours that your pouches be bare? Abide, for I have seen to it."
Therewith he drew out of his pouch three little bags, and said; "Take ye each one of these; for therein is all that my treasury may shed as now. In each of these is there coined money, both white and red, and some deal of gold uncoined, and of rings and brooches a few, and by estimation there is in each bag the same value reckoned in lawful silver of Upmeads and the Wolds and the Overhill-Countries. Take up each what there is, and do the best ye may therewith."
Then each took his bag, and kissed and embraced his father; and they kissed Ralph and each other, and so got to horse and departed with their squires, going softly because of the hot sun. But Nicholas slowly mounted his hackney and led Ralph's war-horse with him home again to King Peter's House.
About the author
William Morris
1834 Walthamstow – 1896 Hammersmith · Textile designer, artist, writer, printer
William Morris was an English textile designer, poet, artist, writer, and socialist activist associated with the British Arts and Crafts movement. He was a major contributor to the revival of traditional British textile arts and methods of production.
- 1834Born, Walthamstow
- 1896Died, Hammersmith
- 1896The Well at the World's End
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