Winnecke's comet comes around now and then,
a periodical portent of mischiefs
and monstrous births
and discords among the works of men.
It is a sign upon my heraldry,
along with a Canterbury pilgrim,
counting his beads,
in a russet Franciscan jersey.
And the Virgin Mary left-standing,
with cormorant or albatross
over my ship:
Life need not be disappointing
Is the motto there inscribed on the bow,
bone-cruncher and wave-breaker
save our souls!
and heed our diego pilgrimage!
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