The Comet comes
In homage a king bows
Not an island, an island
Nine-hundred and seven
of the Comet of God
in the roof of the world
the road to empire
the glory of Christ
in the month of June.
spurns loyalty of silver.
in death a small man.
the months of the first Year.
in the month of September.
of this Year of war.
by the Wolf of the north.
the months of the second Year.
in the month of March.
thins and dries.
into golden heads.
the months of the third Year.
In the month of October.
at hermit's feet.
not a shield but a shield.
the months of the fourth Year.
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The Comet comes
Great Year's midsummer
Old claw of dragon
Nine-hundred and twenty-one