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Sea WolfInto the granite : stave by stavecarved ploughwise : now read my tale the raging ocean I have sailed many a man I have maimed Shields I have crushed with my sword women have I pleased endless nights on foreign coast my brother did fall he now dines in hall up high Erected the stone against a twilight sky read Sea Wolf's tale From the coasts of the west to sarkland to the marshlands and the forests of the east high adventures : great riches and wine blood shed : great battles and feasts My stone firm in mother eart through rain and time read Sea Wolf's tale |