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The land was still and strange and chill, and cavernous and vast; And sad and dead, and dull as lead, the valleys sought the snows; And far and wide on every side the ashen peaks arose. THE LAND WAS STILL AND STRANGE AND CHILL AND CAVERNOUS AND VAST AND SAD AND DEAD AND DULL AS LEAD THE VALLEYS SOUGHT THE SNOWS AND FAR AND WIDE ON EVERY SIDE THE ASHEN PEAKS AROSE
rospected 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. "Then came I to a land I knew no man had ever seen, A haggard land, forlornly spanned by mountains lank and lean; The nitchies said 'twas full of dread, of smoke and fiery breath, And no man dare put foot in there for fear of pain and death. "But I was made all unafraid, so, careless and alone, Day after day I made my way into that land unknown; Night after night by camp-fire light I crouched in lonely thought; Oh, gentle youth, this is the truth--I knew not what I sought. "I rose at dawn; I wandered on. 'Tis somewhat fine and grand To be alone and hold your own in God's vast awesome land; Come woe or weal, 'tis fine to feel a hundred miles between The trails you dare and pathways where the feet of men have been. "And so it fell on me a spell of wander-lust was cast. HE TRUTH I GO TO SEEK THE ARK 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 THEN I CAME TO A LAND I KNEW NO MAN HAD EVER SEEN A HAGGARD LAND FORLORNLY SPANNED BY MOUNTAINS LANK AND LEAN THE NICHES SAID TWAS FULL OF DREAD OF SMOKE AND FIERY BREATH AND NO MAN DARE PUT FOOT IN THERE FOR FEAR OF PAIN AND DEATH BUT I WAS MADE ALL UNAFRAID SO CARELESS AND ALONE DAY AFTER DAY I MADE MY WAY INTO THAT LAND UNKNOWN NIGHT AFTER NIGHT BY CAMP FIRELIGHT I CROUCHED IN LONELY THOUGHT O GENTLE YOUTH THIS IS THE TRUTH I KNEW NOT WHAT I SOUGHT I ROSE AT DAWN AND WANDERED ON T IS SOMEWHAT FINE AND GRAND TO BE ALONE AND HOLD YOUR OWN IN GOD'S VAST AWESOME LAND COME WOE OR WEAL TIS FINE TO FEEL A HUNDRED MILES BETWEEN THE TRAILS YOU DARE AND PATHWAYS WHERE THE FEET OF MEN HAVE BEEN AND SO IT FELL ON ME A SPELL OF WONDER LUST WAS CAST
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