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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Musician's Tale; The Saga of King Olaf XIV. -- The Crew Of The Long Serpent</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Safe at anchor in Drontheim bay<br>King Olaf's fleet assembled lay,<br>And, striped with white and blue,<br>Downward fluttered sail and banner,<br>As alights the screaming lanner;<br>Lustily cheered, in their wild manner,<br>The Long Serpent's crew. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her forecastle man was Ulf the Red,<br>Like a wolf's was his shaggy head,<br>His teeth as large and white;<br>His beard, of gray and russet blended,<br>Round as a swallow's nest descended;<br>As standard-bearer he defended<br>Olaf's flag in the fight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Near him Kolbiorn had his place,<br>Like the King in garb and face,<br>So gallant and so hale;<br>Every cabin-boy and varlet<br>Wondered at his cloak of scarlet;<br>Like a river, frozen and star-lit,<br>Gleamed his coat of mail. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By the bulkhead, tall and dark,<br>Stood Thrand Rame of Thelemark,<br>A figure gaunt and grand;<br>On his hairy arm imprinted<br>Was an anchor, azure-tinted;<br>Like Thor's hammer, huge and dinted<br>Was his brawny hand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Einar Tamberskelver, bare<br>To the winds his golden hair,<br>By the mainmast stood;<br>Graceful was his form, and slender,<br>And his eyes were deep and tender<br>As a woman's, in the splendor<br>Of her maidenhood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the fore-hold Biorn and Bork<br>Watched the sailors at their work:<br>Heavens! how they swore!<br>Thirty men they each commanded,<br>Iron-sinewed, horny-handed,<br>Shoulders broad, and chests expanded.<br>Tugging at the oar. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">These, and many more like these,<br>With King Olaf sailed the seas,<br>Till the waters vast<br>Filled them with a vague devotion,<br>With the freedom and the motion,<br>With the roll and roar of ocean<br>And the sounding blast. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When they landed from the fleet,<br>How they roared through Drontheim's street,<br>Boisterous as the gale!<br>How they laughed and stamped and pounded,<br>Till the tavern roof resounded,<br>And the host looked on astounded<br>As they drank the ale! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never saw the wild North Sea<br>Such a gallant company<br>Sail its billows blue!<br>Never, while they cruised and quarrelled,<br>Old King Gorm, or Blue-Tooth Harald,<br>Owned a ship so well apparelled,<br>Boasted such a crew!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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King Olaf's fleet assembled lay,
And, striped with white and blue,
Downward fluttered sail and banner,
As alights the screaming lanner;
Lustily cheered, in their wild manner,
The Long Serpent's crew. 

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