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More beautiful than anything in this world.
What I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,
How bittersweet it is, on winter’s night,
When Arctic winds crack down from Canada
Away, my songs, must we go
Pealing, it tries to fill the cold night air
One flash of eye, or blow one clarion-blast;
Given by nature will soak into it.
When Arctic winds crack down from Canada
Toward the still dab of white that oscillates
Dismal, endless plain
That patch of white at the very end of the road
Introduction by Vilhjalmur Stefansson
At San Biagio, in the most intense room
And Mère Chose’s square of world, even as they
That neither the motionless farm couple trudging
Wheezing ravens, when
Against this sky no longer of our world.
Brush the lone giant in that somber pall.
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