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− | To Vinland<br/> | + | '''To Vinland'''<br/> |
− | Early Fall in the | + | ''Early Fall in the 1001st year of Vinland Reckoning'' |
− | 1001st year of Vinland | + | |
− | Reckoning | + | |
− | Foamy necked waves | + | Foamy necked waves, break oer the shoal<br/> |
− | break oer the shoal<br/> | + | Racing to wash, granite toothed beach<br/> |
− | Racing to wash, | + | Greenish sea moss, garlands the rocks<br/> |
− | granite toothed beach<br/> | + | Dark, wet and grey, set in the sand |
− | Greenish sea moss, | + | |
− | garlands the rocks<br/> | + | |
− | Dark, wet and grey, | + | |
− | set in the sand | + | |
− | The land ever waits, | + | The land ever waits, patient and hard<br/> |
− | patient and hard<br/> | + | Always unchanged, uncaring, still<br/> |
− | Always unchanged, | + | Beckoning those, who hear the call<br/> |
− | uncaring, still<br/> | + | Find me, find me, I lie in wait |
− | Beckoning those, who | + | |
− | hear the call<br/> | + | |
− | Find me, find me, I | + | |
− | lie in wait | + | |
− | Oaken sea steed, | + | Oaken sea steed, dances in mist<br/> |
− | dances in mist<br/> | + | Crossing whale way, gull road taken<br/> |
− | Crossing whale way, | + | Into sunset, onward to West<br/> |
− | gull road taken<br/> | + | Driven to prove, tales of new land |
− | Into sunset, onward to | + | |
− | West<br/> | + | |
− | Driven to prove, tales | + | |
− | of new land | + | |
− | Ship's crew sings out, | + | Ship's crew sings out, words to the sky<br/> |
− | words to the sky<br/> | + | Odin, Ægir, Thor speed our way<br/> |
− | Odin, Ægir, Thor speed | + | Trust in the Gods, and strength of back<br/> |
− | our way<br/> | + | Steersman holds board, sets a true course |
− | Trust in the Gods, and | + | |
− | strength of back<br/> | + | |
− | Steersman holds board, | + | |
− | sets a true course | + | |
− | Long are the nights, | + | Long are the nights, longer the days<br/> |
− | longer the days<br/> | + | Grey backed swells, endlessly same<br/> |
− | Grey backed swells, | + | Evening stars bright, lead ever on<br/> |
− | endlessly same<br/> | + | Darkened sky sheep, cloud gift fills kegs |
− | Evening stars bright, | + | |
− | lead ever on<br/> | + | |
− | Darkened sky sheep, | + | |
− | cloud gift fills kegs | + | |
− | Noise comes to ear, | + | Noise comes to ear, watcher hears roar<br/> |
− | watcher hears roar<br/> | + | Breakers tumbling, whispering birds<br/> |
− | Breakers tumbling, | + | Fading mist lifts, sight to behold<br/> |
− | whispering birds<br/> | + | Lowslung land dark, oertopped with green |
− | Fading mist lifts, | + | |
− | sight to behold<br/> | + | |
− | Lowslung land dark, | + | |
− | oertopped with green | + | |
− | Beyond the beach, | + | Beyond the beach, river's mouth gapes<br/> |
− | river's mouth gapes<br/> | + | Calling the crew, travel this way<br/> |
− | Calling the crew, | + | Longship slips in, trout home to wend<br/> |
− | travel this way<br/> | + | Pull to the bank, landsmen again |
− | Longship slips in, | + | |
− | trout home to wend<br/> | + | |
− | Pull to the bank, | + | |
− | landsmen again | + | |
− | Uneasy heads, fitfully | + | Uneasy heads, fitfully rest<br/> |
− | rest<br/> | + | Dreaming a dream, unproven land<br/> |
− | Dreaming a dream, | + | Unproven folk, unproven wealth<br/> |
− | unproven land<br/> | + | Unproven Gods, unproven Fate |
− | Unproven folk, | + | |
− | unproven wealth<br/> | + | |
− | Unproven Gods, | + | |
− | unproven Fate | + | |
− | Wake to the dawn, Sun | + | Wake to the dawn, Sun smiling warm<br/> |
− | smiling warm<br/> | + | Heavy branched trees, round fragrant lea<br/> |
− | Heavy branched trees, | + | Firs like at home, and grasses too<br/> |
− | round fragrant lea<br/> | + | Eagle's shrill cry, splits morning calm |
− | Firs like at home, and | + | |
− | grasses too<br/> | + | |
− | Eagle's shrill cry, | + | |
− | splits morning calm | + | |
− | Sights to behold, | + | Sights to behold, richness of beasts<br/> |
− | richness of beasts<br/> | + | Branch antlered stag, bushy tailed squirrel<br/> |
− | Branch antlered stag, | + | Trees of strange hue, flowers not known<br/> |
− | bushy tailed squirrel<br/> | + | Wild grapes found, Vinland is named |
− | Trees of strange hue, | + | |
− | flowers not known<br/> | + | |
− | Wild grapes found, | + | |
− | Vinland is named | + | |
− | Old crewman dies, tree | + | Old crewman dies, tree falls awry<br/> |
− | falls awry<br/> | + | Grave hole is dug, then mound is raised<br/> |
− | Grave hole is dug, | + | Kin bones in earth, strange place no more<br/> |
− | then mound is raised<br/> | + | Witnessed by death, Land Bond is made |
− | Kin bones in earth, | + | |
− | strange place no more<br/> | + | |
− | Witnessed by death, | + | |
− | Land Bond is made | + | |
− | Timber and fur, fruit, | + | Timber and fur, fruit, fish, and drink<br/> |
− | fish, and drink<br/> | + | Ship is laden, cargo for home<br/> |
− | Ship is laden, cargo | + | East points the prow, foam trail behind<br/> |
− | for home<br/> | + | Trackless travel, wooden hull glides |
− | East points the prow, | + | |
− | foam trail behind<br/> | + | |
− | Trackless travel, | + | |
− | wooden hull glides | + | |
− | Tales of new land, | + | Tales of new land, rumor no more<br/> |
− | rumor no more<br/> | + | Place now to go, homesteads to build<br/> |
− | Place now to go, | + | Wealth to be had, cargoes to gain<br/> |
− | homesteads to build<br/> | + | Hofs to hallow, children to bear |
− | Wealth to be had, | + | |
− | cargoes to gain<br/> | + | |
− | Hofs to hallow, | + | |
− | children to bear | + | |
− | Long the years pass, | + | Long the years pass, many ships sail<br/> |
− | many ships sail<br/> | + | From many lands, head to the West<br/> |
− | From many lands, head | + | Making a Home for Kin and Kith<br/> |
− | to the West<br/> | + | Seeking ever frontiers to tread |
− | Making a Home for Kin | + | |
− | and Kith<br/> | + | |
− | Seeking ever frontiers | + | |
− | to tread | + | |
− | Foamy necked waves | + | Foamy necked waves break oer the shoal<br/> |
− | break oer the shoal<br/> | + | Racing to wash, granite toothed beach<br/> |
− | Racing to wash, | + | Greenish sea moss, garlands the rocks<br/> |
− | granite toothed beach<br/> | + | Dark, wet and grey, set in the sand |
− | Greenish sea moss, | + | |
− | garlands the rocks<br/> | + | |
− | Dark, wet and grey, | + | |
− | set in the sand | + | |
− | The land ever waits, | + | The land ever waits, patient and hard<br/> |
− | patient and hard<br/> | + | Always unchanged, uncaring, still<br/> |
− | Always unchanged, | + | Beckoning those, who hear the call<br/> |
− | uncaring, still<br/> | + | Find me, find me, I lie in wait<br/> |
− | Beckoning those, who | + | |
− | hear the call<br/> | + | |
− | Find me, find me, I | + | |
− | lie in wait<br/> | + | |
− | valete - Venii | + | valete - ''Venii'' |
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Latest revision as of 02:50, 6 July 2024
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This article is from the Nova Roma publication "Aquila". |
I take pride in being able to present to you a poem from one of our number, Venator, who wrote the below poem as a tribute to those who ply unknown seas. It is out of our period, but because the author is a Nova Roman, I thought the inclusion of this excellent piece of work was suitable.
Respectfully Submitted;
Marcus Audens
Salvete Omnes,
As there is a US national holiday today to honor one man who (with the help of many) "discovered" theAmericas; thought I'd present another view.
I wrote this poem to commerate the voyage of Leif the Lucky Ericksson.
It also springs from the feelings I have for this land upon which my forebears first set foot long ago.
To Vinland
Early Fall in the 1001st year of Vinland Reckoning
Foamy necked waves, break oer the shoal
Racing to wash, granite toothed beach
Greenish sea moss, garlands the rocks
Dark, wet and grey, set in the sand
The land ever waits, patient and hard
Always unchanged, uncaring, still
Beckoning those, who hear the call
Find me, find me, I lie in wait
Oaken sea steed, dances in mist
Crossing whale way, gull road taken
Into sunset, onward to West
Driven to prove, tales of new land
Ship's crew sings out, words to the sky
Odin, Ægir, Thor speed our way
Trust in the Gods, and strength of back
Steersman holds board, sets a true course
Long are the nights, longer the days
Grey backed swells, endlessly same
Evening stars bright, lead ever on
Darkened sky sheep, cloud gift fills kegs
Noise comes to ear, watcher hears roar
Breakers tumbling, whispering birds
Fading mist lifts, sight to behold
Lowslung land dark, oertopped with green
Beyond the beach, river's mouth gapes
Calling the crew, travel this way
Longship slips in, trout home to wend
Pull to the bank, landsmen again
Uneasy heads, fitfully rest
Dreaming a dream, unproven land
Unproven folk, unproven wealth
Unproven Gods, unproven Fate
Wake to the dawn, Sun smiling warm
Heavy branched trees, round fragrant lea
Firs like at home, and grasses too
Eagle's shrill cry, splits morning calm
Sights to behold, richness of beasts
Branch antlered stag, bushy tailed squirrel
Trees of strange hue, flowers not known
Wild grapes found, Vinland is named
Old crewman dies, tree falls awry
Grave hole is dug, then mound is raised
Kin bones in earth, strange place no more
Witnessed by death, Land Bond is made
Timber and fur, fruit, fish, and drink
Ship is laden, cargo for home
East points the prow, foam trail behind
Trackless travel, wooden hull glides
Tales of new land, rumor no more
Place now to go, homesteads to build
Wealth to be had, cargoes to gain
Hofs to hallow, children to bear
Long the years pass, many ships sail
From many lands, head to the West
Making a Home for Kin and Kith
Seeking ever frontiers to tread
Foamy necked waves break oer the shoal
Racing to wash, granite toothed beach
Greenish sea moss, garlands the rocks
Dark, wet and grey, set in the sand
The land ever waits, patient and hard
Always unchanged, uncaring, still
Beckoning those, who hear the call
Find me, find me, I lie in wait
valete - Venii
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