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large/2254/ballads_cheechako_0811_librivox_64kb_mp3/03_balladofnorthernlights_service_hp_64kb
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Then the winter fell with a sudden swoop, and the heavy clouds sagged low, And earth and sky were blotted out in a whirl of driving snow. THEN THE WINTER FELL WITH A SODDEN SWOOP AND THE HEAVY CLOUDS SAGGED LOW AND THE EARTH AND SKY WERE BLOTTED OUT IN A WHIRL OF DRIVING SNOW
the reindeer moss gleamed here and there like the tombstones of the dead. And in and out and around about the little trail ran clear, And we hated it with a deadly hate and we feared with a deadly fear. And the skies of night were alive with light, with a throbbing, thrilling flame; Amber and rose and violet, opal and gold it came. It swept the sky like a giant scythe, it quivered back to a wedge; Argently bright, it cleft the night with a wavy golden edge. Pennants of silver waved and streamed, lazy banners unfurled; Sudden splendors of sabres gleamed, lightning javelins were hurled. There in our awe we crouched and saw with our wild, uplifted eyes Charge and retire the hosts of fire in the battlefield of the skies. But all things come to an end at last, and the muskeg melted away, And frowning down to bar our path a muddle of mountains lay. And a gorge sheered up in granite walls, and the moose trail crept betwixt; 'Twas as if the earth had gaped too far and her stony jaws were fixt. AS BRIGHT BLOOD RED AND THE REINDEER MOSS GLEAMED HERE AND THERE LIKE THE TOMBSTONES OF THE DEAD AND IN AND OUT AND ROUND ABOUT THE LITTLE TRAIL RAN CLEAR AND WE HATED IT WITH A DEADLY HATE AND WE FEARED WITH A DEADLY FEAR AND THE SKIES OF NIGHT WERE ALIVE WITH LIGHT WITH A THROBBING THRILLING FLAME AMBER AND ROSE AND VIOLET OPAL AND GOLD IT CAME IT SWEPT THE SKY LIKE A GIANT SCYTHE IT QUIVERED BACK TO A WEDGE ARDENTLY BRIGHT IT CLEFT THE NIGHT WITH A WAVY GOLDEN EDGE PENNANTS OF SILVER WAVED AND STREAMED LAZY BANNERS UNFURLED SUDDEN SPLENDOURS OF SABRES GLEAMED LIGHTNING JAVELINS WERE HURLED THERE IN OUR AWE WE CROUCHED AND SAW WITH OUR WILD UPLIFTED EYES CHARGE AND RETIRE THE HOSTS OF FIRE IN THE BATTLEFIELD OF THE SKIES BUT ALL THINGS CAME TO AN END AT LAST AND THE MUSGAG MELTED AWAY AND FROWNING DOWN TO BAR OUR PATH A MUDDLE OF MOUNTAINS LAY AND A GORGE SHEARED UP IN GRANITE WALLS AND THE MOOSE TRAIL CREPT BETWIXT TWAS AS IF THE EARTH HAD GAPED TOO FAR AND HER STONY JAWS WERE FIXED
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