Vistas of the North

Mackenzie's silent waters northward roll
Where stately cliffs to sun-crowned ramparts rise,
Weird palisades that pierce the Arctic skies
And guide the mighty river to its goal.
In that defiant sea that guards the Pole,
The long unconquered heart of mystery lies,
Whence Man imperious turns subdued or dies
Triumphant in the onrush of his soul.

Where midnight suns fling out their level rays
Across the ice-fields of the Boreal nights,
Where noonday stars and dancing Northern Lights
Flood with their glory all the Arctic ways,
Mackenzie pours its mighty waters forth
Into the solemn vistas of the North.
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