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THE SKAITH OF GUILLARDUN: 77 by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE

First Line: STILL MASTERFUL, THE UNRULY HELM HE SEIZED
Last Line: THEN LEAPING, LANDWARD HIS PALE BURDEN BORE.
Subject(s): KNIGHTS & KNIGHTHOOD; SEA VOYAGES;
Still masterful, the unruly helm he seized,
And by stout seacraft weather'd that fierce gale;
Yet noway could his anger be appeased
Against the traitorous tongues that wrought his bale.
Now vengeful chastisement his passion eased,
Anon with stripes he did his own flesh flail.
Distraught, he drave his vessel up the shore;
Then leaping, landward his pale burden bore.



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