326.
Dragonboat fresh soul,
Orange lanterns float skywards;
Old joys, lake-buried.
327.
Our secular Cnut,
The Water Secretary
Sprouts floods and targets.
328.
Crow throat calling me,
Bird from the Hesperides;
Wolves brought you to me.
326.
Dragonboat fresh soul,
Orange lanterns float skywards;
Old joys, lake-buried.
327.
Our secular Cnut,
The Water Secretary
Sprouts floods and targets.
328.
Crow throat calling me,
Bird from the Hesperides;
Wolves brought you to me.
