IV

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.

V

The Comet comes

Great Year's midsummer

Old claw of dragon

Nine-hundred and twenty-one

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