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large/2254/ballads_cheechako_0811_librivox_64kb_mp3/03_balladofnorthernlights_service_hp_64kb
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So we came at last to a tundra vast and dark and grim and lone; And there was the little lone moose trail, and we knew it for our own. SO WE CAME AT LAST TO A TUNDRA VAST AND DARK AND GRIM AND LONE AND THERE WAS THE LITTLE LONE MOOSE TRAIL AND WE KNEW IT FOR OUR OWN
f the wilderness were we, freed from the taint of sin. The mighty river snatched us up and it bore us swift along; The days were bright, and the morning light was sweet with jewelled song. We poled and lined up nameless streams, portaged o'er hill and plain; We burnt our boat to save the nails, and built our boat again; We guessed and groped, North, ever North, with many a twist and turn; We saw ablaze in the deathless days the splendid sunsets burn. O'er soundless lakes where the grayling makes a rush at the clumsy fly; By bluffs so steep that the hard-hit sheep falls sheer from out the sky; By lilied pools where the bull moose cools and wallows in huge content; By rocky lairs where the pig-eyed bears peered at our tiny tent. Through the black canyon's angry foam we hurled to dreamy bars, And round in a ring the dog-nosed peaks bayed to the mocking stars. Spring and summer and autumn went; the sky had a tallow gleam, Yet North and ever North we pressed to the land of our Golden Dream. CRASH ON WITH A HOLLOW DIN MEN OF THE WILDERNESS WERE WE FREED FROM THE TAINT OF SIN THE MIGHTY RIVER SNATCHED US UP AND BORE US SWIFT ALONG THE DAYS WERE BRIGHT AND THE MORNING LIGHT WAS SWEET WITH JEWELLED SONG WE POLED AND LINED UP NAMELESS STREAMS PORTAGED OVER HILL AND PLAIN WE BURNT OUR BOAT TO SAVE THE NAILS AND BUILT OUR BOAT AGAIN WE GUESSED AND GROPED NORTH EVER NORTH WITH MANY A TWIST AND TURN WE SAW ABLAZE IN THE DEATHLESS DAYS THE SPLENDID SUNSETS BURN OR SOUNDLESS LAKES WHERE THE GRAILING MAKES A RUSH AT THE CLUMSY FLY BY BLUFFS SO STEEP THAT THE HARD HIT SHEEP FALLS SHEER FROM OUT THE SKY BY LILY'D POOLS WHERE THE BULL MOOSE COOLS AND WALLOWS IN HUGE CONTENT BY ROCKY LAIRS WHERE THE PIG EYED BEARS PEERED AT OUR TINY TENT THROUGH THE BLACK CANYON'S ANGRY FOAM WE HURLED TO DREAMY BARS AND ROUND IN A RING THE DOG NOSED PEAKS BAYED TO THE MOCKING STARS SPRING AND SUMMER AND AUTUMN WENT THE SKY HAD A TALLOW GLEAM YET NORTH EVER NORTH WE PRESSED TO THE LAND OF OUR GOLDEN DREAM
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