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I wrote a poem! But I can't figure out what it means. Anyone?
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As captious clams, that from the idle view
(When solitary drays bedew the shore)
Rift and retract, then summoning anew
Their tattered pinions, bravely rise before
The crowing tide, so thus our scatheful Scone
Beshrewed his lambent flock. Their verdure shorn,
Their brows unhinged, they hastened to atone.
But still, alas! ILLYRIA's woes unborne
Stained all their hosts, from orison to flame;
Would that the Stygian floods had flattered them,
And swamped the swingeing glory from their name,
Unhappy in the brood they wished to stem!
Peace to his mortal frame, who thus to brattled Pride
Spares not the scumbling skalds; for then may woe betide
The Weasand and their whelps, who would the world bestride!
- the Appaloosiad, Vol. II, canto XVII 7@=Q
(When solitary drays bedew the shore)
Rift and retract, then summoning anew
Their tattered pinions, bravely rise before
The crowing tide, so thus our scatheful Scone
Beshrewed his lambent flock. Their verdure shorn,
Their brows unhinged, they hastened to atone.
But still, alas! ILLYRIA's woes unborne
Stained all their hosts, from orison to flame;
Would that the Stygian floods had flattered them,
And swamped the swingeing glory from their name,
Unhappy in the brood they wished to stem!
Peace to his mortal frame, who thus to brattled Pride
Spares not the scumbling skalds; for then may woe betide
The Weasand and their whelps, who would the world bestride!
- the Appaloosiad, Vol. II, canto XVII 7@=Q
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