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"I prospected the Pelly bed, I prospected the White; The Nordenscold for love of gold I piked from morn till night; Afar and near for many a year I led the wild stampede, Until I guessed that all my quest was vanity and greed. I PROSPECTED THE PELLY BED I PROSPECTED THE WHITE THE NORDEN SCOLD FOR LOVE OF GOLD I PIKED FROM MORN TILL NIGHT AFAR AND NEAR FOR MANY A YEAR I LED THE WILD STAMPEDE UNTIL I GUESSED THAT ALL MY QUEST WAS VANITY AND GREED
, pause not to bury the dead. Then there were days of drifting, breezes soft as a sigh; Night trailed her robe of jewels over the floor of the sky. The moonlit stream was a python, silver, sinuous, vast, That writhed on a shroud of velvet--well, it was done at last. There were the tents of Dawson, there the scar of the slide; Swiftly we poled o'er the shallows, swiftly leapt o'er the side. Fires fringed the mouth of Bonanza; sunset gilded the dome; The test of the trail was over--thank God, thank God, we were Home! The Ballad of Gum-Boot Ben _He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim. He asked me for a grubstake, and the same I gave to him. He hinted of a hidden trove, and when I made so bold To question his veracity, this is the tale he told._ "I do not seek the copper streak, nor yet the yellow dust; I am not fain for sake of gain to irk the frozen crust; Let fellows gross find gilded dross, far other is my mark; Oh, gentle youth, this is the truth--I go to seek the Ark.  THE BALLAD OF GUMBOOT BEN BY RAPID SERVICE READ FOR LIEBERVOX DAT ORG BY HAIDEY PRICE HE WAS AN OLD PROSPECTOR WITH A VISION BLARED AND DIM HE ASKED ME FOR A GRUBSTAKE AND THE SAME I GAVE TO HIM HE HINTED OF A HIDDEN TREASURE TROVE AND WHEN I MADE SO BOLD TO QUESTION HIS VERACITY THIS IS THE TALE HE TOLD I DO NOT SEEK THE COPPER STREAK NOR YET THE YELLOW DUST I AM NOT FAIN FOR SAKE OF GAIN TO IRK THE FROZEN CRUST LET FELLOW'S GROSS FIND GILDED DROSS FAR OTHER IS MY MARK O GENTLE YOUTH THIS IS THE TRUTH I GO TO SEEK THE ARK
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