half-pot

Updated: July 24, 2026

Let him drink." And therewith, head-downward, into the half-pot of mead he thrust me. And might well have drowned in this drink of men I who had never known a mother's breast in the briefness of time I had lived had it not been for Lingaard. But when he plucked me forth from the brew, Tostig Lodbrog struck him down in a rage.

Jack London - The Jacket (Star-Rover)