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A DREAR and desolate shore	A
Where no tree unfolds its leaves	B
And never the spring wind weaves	B
Green grass for the hunter's tread	C
A land forsaken and dead	C
Where the ghostly icebergs go	D
And come with the ebb and flow	D
Of the waters of Bradore	A
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A wanderer from a land	E
By summer breezes fanned	E
Looked round him awed subdued	F
By the dreadful solitude	F
Hearing alone the cry	A
Of sea birds clanging by	A
The crash and grind of the floe	D
Wail of wind and wash of tide	G
'O wretched land ' he cried	G
'Land of all lands the worst	H
God forsaken and curst	H
Thy gates of rock should show	D
The words the Tuscan seer	A
Read in the Realm of Woe	D
Hope entereth not here '	-
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Lo at his feet there stood	H
A block of smooth larch wood	H
Waif of some wandering wave	I
Beside a rock closed cave	I
By Nature fashioned for a grave	I
Safe from the ravening bear	A
And fierce fowl of the air	A
Wherein to rest was laid	H
A twenty summers' maid	H
Whose blood had equal share	A
Of the lands of vine and snow	D
Half French half Eskimo	D
In letters uneffaced	H
Upon the block were traced	H
The grief and hope of man	J
And thus the legend ran	J
'We loved her	A
Words cannot tell how well	K
We loved her	A
God loved her	A
And called her home to peace and rest	H
We love her '	-
	-
The stranger paused and read	H
'O winter land ' he said	H
'Thy right to be I own	L
God leaves thee not alone	L
And if thy fierce winds blow	D
Over drear wastes of rock and snow	D
And at thy iron gates	M
The ghostly iceberg waits	M
Thy homes and hearts are dear	A
Thy sorrow o'er thy sacred dust	H
Is sanctified by hope and trust	H
God's love and man's are here	A
And love where'er it goes	N
Makes its own atmosphere	A
Its flowers of Paradise	O
Take root in the eternal ice	O
And bloom through Polar snows '	-

John Greenleaf Whittier

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