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THE SNOW SHIP.
Far within the Northern main,
Belted thick with ice and snow,
Fetter'd by a frozen chain,
Many a fathom down below,
Fix'd 'mid hills and vales of Frost,
See a stately ship appears!
Long amidst the glaciers lost—
None may say how many years!
Wildly gleams that ship of snow,
Where the northern whirlwinds blow!
Belted thick with ice and snow,
Fetter'd by a frozen chain,
Many a fathom down below,
Fix'd 'mid hills and vales of Frost,
See a stately ship appears!
Long amidst the glaciers lost—
None may say how many years!
Wildly gleams that ship of snow,
Where the northern whirlwinds blow!
Set with stars the slippery sail,
Strung with gems each rope and line;
Shimmering in the polar gale,
Like some brilliant crystal mine.
Arch o'erhanging arch, between
Stands a solid bridge of glass,
Midway earth and heaven seen,
As for angel feet to pass
Down to save that ship of snow,
When the Arctic whirlwinds blow!
Strung with gems each rope and line;
Shimmering in the polar gale,
Like some brilliant crystal mine.
Arch o'erhanging arch, between
Stands a solid bridge of glass,
Midway earth and heaven seen,
As for angel feet to pass
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When the Arctic whirlwinds blow!
Many a breaking heart was there,
Lock'd within that realm of death;
Many a long, imploring prayer
Pass'd, with many a passing breath;
Never yet might mortal tell
Whom that fated vessel bore;
Ocean keeps her secrets well,
Deep and dark for evermore!
Whilst the mast, like spire of snow,
Points to heaven from human woe!
Lock'd within that realm of death;
Many a long, imploring prayer
Pass'd, with many a passing breath;
Never yet might mortal tell
Whom that fated vessel bore;
Ocean keeps her secrets well,
Deep and dark for evermore!
Whilst the mast, like spire of snow,
Points to heaven from human woe!
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