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William Morris

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First printed in The Oxford and Cambridge Magazine in 1856, "The Hollow Land" by William Morris is a beautifully written story where the prose and imagery are vivid and wonderful.
The plot is based on the search of hollow land where, the narrator saw his first love.

"The Hollow Land" is the most sophisticated work of William Morris’s stories in The Oxford and Cambridge Magazine. Each of these stories has a medieval setting, and focuses on family lineage and knightly heroism, however, “The Hollow Land” adds a moral ambiguity absent from the earlier stories.

Morris was not only the most prolific contributor to The Oxford and Cambridge Magazine but also its instigator, its first editor, and its sole financial backer.

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Epigraph

Struggling in the World

THE HOLLOW LAND

William Morris

Epigraph

"We find in ancient story wonders many told,Of heroes in great glory, with spirit free and bold;Of joyances and high–tides, of weeping and of woe,Of noble reckon striving, mote ye now wonders know."– Niebelungen Lied (see Carlylefs Miscellanies)

Struggling in the World

Do you know where it is — the Hollow Land?

I have been looking for it now so long, trying to find it again the Hollow Land for there I saw my love first.

I wish to tell you how I found it first of all; but I am old, my memory fails me: you must wait and let me think if I perchance can tell you how it happened. Yea, in my ears is a confused noise of trumpet–blasts singing over desolate moors, in my ears and eyes a clashing and clanging of horse–hoofs, a ringing and glittering of steel; drawn–back lips, set teeth, shouts, shrieks, and curses.

How was it that no one of us ever found it till that day? for it is near our country: but what time have we to look for it, or any good thing; with such biting carking cares hemming us in on every side–cares about great things–mighty things: mighty things, 0 my brothers! or rather little things enough, if we only knew it. Lives passed in turmoil, in making one another unhappy; in bitterest misunderstanding of our brothers' hearts, making those sad whom God has not made sad, alas, alas! What chance for any of us to find the Hollow Land? What time even to look for it?