Wrecking drakkar

The wine of sea will measure madness isle
So deep the endless gulf is - moor the chalice

To stare and wonder
                drowning with the smile
About the tears
                diluted with the malice


Drakkar of mine immerses dragon;s maw
Sinks to the bottom but with grace and vernal zing
Straight to the heap of olden passion;s awe

How low and tender is the fall
                interim king?


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