Wulfric the Weapon Thane by Charles W. (Charles Watts) Whistler
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page 88 of 324 (27%)
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Thence should a bell sound
Over the wide seas, Homeward to hail The hardy shipmen. Thus was the bell wrought By skilful workmen: Into the fierce fire, When it was founded, Helm and harness The warriors hove; Willingly women, The jewel wearers, Golden and silver gauds Gave for the melting; And a great anchor The seamen added. Thus was a wealth Of wondrous metal. When all was molten More grew its marvel! Cast in a chalice, Cuthred the priest." "Aye, Father," said I, "that is a wondrous bell." He nodded, and went on, with his eyes fixed on the monastery. "Thus as the bell swings Soothly it speaketh: Churchward it calleth |
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