Alaskana, or, Alaska in descriptive and legendary poems . rms, their very beingIn a stream, that makes them equal—In a tide that neer will the grandest, back its splendor,Nor the fairest form its beauty !Eyes behold this ice-gemmed inletWith its single island sentry,And the rainbow tints, that quiverFrom its frozen crags and mountains,When the sun-rays glance upon them ;With its flocks of snow and silverSailing on, and onward always—And it seems no fairer pictureEer can greet the eag^er gazer!Till the azure gates shall openNaught so pure can greet their vision! MUIR GLACIER. DRIGHT


Alaskana, or, Alaska in descriptive and legendary poems . rms, their very beingIn a stream, that makes them equal—In a tide that neer will the grandest, back its splendor,Nor the fairest form its beauty !Eyes behold this ice-gemmed inletWith its single island sentry,And the rainbow tints, that quiverFrom its frozen crags and mountains,When the sun-rays glance upon them ;With its flocks of snow and silverSailing on, and onward always—And it seems no fairer pictureEer can greet the eag^er gazer!Till the azure gates shall openNaught so pure can greet their vision! MUIR GLACIER. DRIGHT Alaska! fair and lovely !In her robes of shaded emerald,In her flashing, bounding rivers,In her snow-capped mountain ranges—Flashes out new forms of beautyAs we course alonor her channels;Rounding rugged whose craggy shadowsLimpid mirrors lie, reflectingEvery point and seam and crevice,Every spray of moss and lichen.—When we cleave her straits, so narrowThat almost we fear the mountains,As they lean so far above us, (320). MUIR GLACIER. 32 I That they seem Hke friends drawn closely,Whispering words of tragic , gay, pulsating summer,Ouiverinpfneath the suns warm p^lances,Giving place to cooler climateAs we hie along her borders ;Viewinof now and then a vistaCalmly, beautifully peaceful ;And now breathless, gazing upwardToward the giant mountain ranges,Toward volcanoes, seamed and hoary!—Every days swift revolutionChanging barley beards for poppies,Shadowy spruce for silent cedar;—On the mountain side exposingDazzling snows for vines a-tangle,Silvery moss for waving grasses,As she gaily beckons on so gently, chainingHeart and brain in sweet enchantmentUntil verdant hills and valleys,Tree-crowned mountain-tops and canons 322 ALASKANA. All are left! It seems a fairyMieht have breathed the macjic PrestoWhen we round the point and enterGlacier Bay, Muir glaciers harbor !Cold and clear, the bays bright bosomGleams ben


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