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Must speed with the blast to its ultimate goal, The path of its pinions must follow and find The lure of the ages, the boreal pole, And the measureless halls of the house of the wind! MUST SPEED WITH A BLAST TO ITS ULTIMATE GOAL THE PATH OF ITS PINIONS MUST FOLLOW AND FIND THE LORE OF THE AGES THE BOREAL POLE AND THE MEASURELESS HALLS OF THE HOUSE OF THE WIND
spread All heaven and earth with a roseate glow. Hark! Hark! to the rumble, the thunderous roar Of the ancient ice-mountains that shatter and rend And crash with the tide dashing up on the shore, In turmoil titanic and toil without end. O, woe to the ship that the pitiless clutch Of those crushing ice-demons drags down to her doom! The path to the pole is o’er-scattered with such, And deep sleep the heroes the tempests entomb. Beneath the wan moon of the long arctic night The frost-smitten sea stretches boundless and lone; The Shores of the Dead Men loom spectral and white, In Helheim, the death-goddess waits for her own. But ho, to her hatred! the soul of the brave He bears not who dares not her fury defy! And ho, to her giants of wind and of wave! We crave but to meet and defeat them, or die! Farewell, and farewell!—the anchor rope strains, Loose cable and canvas, and hasten we forth! The fire of desire quivers hot in our veins, We must sail with the gale, to the north! to the north! TING STREAMERS OF FIRE OVERSPREAD ALL HEAVEN AND EARTH WITH A ROSEATE GLOW HARK HARK TO THE RUMBLE THE THUNDEROUS ROAR OF THE ANCIENT ICE MOUNTAINS THAT SHATTER AND REND AND CRASH WITH THE TIDE DASHING UP ON THE SHORE IN TURMOIL TITANIC AND TOIL WITHOUT END O WOE TO THE SHIP THAT THE PITILESS CLUTCH OF THOSE CRUSHING ICE DEMONS DRAGS DOWN TO HER DOOM THE PATH TO THE POLES IS O'ER SCATTERED WITH SUCH AND DEEP SLEEP THE HEROES THE TEMPESTS INTOMB BENEATH THE LONG MOON OF THE LONG ARCTIC NIGHT THE FROST SMITTEN SEA STRETCHES BOUNDLESS AND LONE THE SHORES OF THE DEAD MEN LOOM SPECTRAL AND WHITE IN HELHEIM THE DEATH GODDESS WAITS FOR HER OWN BUT HO TO HER HATRED THE SOUL OF THE BRAVE HE BEARS NOT WHO DARES NOT HER FURY DEFY AND HO TO HER GIANTS OF WIND AND OF WAVE WE CRAVE BUT TO MEET AND DEFEAT THEM OR DIE FAREWELL AND FAREWELL THE ANCHOR ROPES STRAIN LOOSE CABLES AND CANVAS AND HASTEN WE FORTH THE FIRE OF DESIRE QUIVERS HOT IN OUR VEINS WE MUST SAIL WITH THE GALE TO THE NORTH TO THE NORTH
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