ARCTIC NIGHT- 



O ye thick-ribbed ice! 

 O ye everlasting ice and snows! 

 The cold that eats into the vitals and ///s, 



The sun that has lost its heal and settled behind the ice-clad hilh. 

 O Nature, cold and frost laden, will ye ne'er relent? 

 Will the hills never melt? 



Will the sun never return to cheer the soul of the heart-sick mariner? 

 Whose body trembles with the dread disease, 

 Whose eyes are dimmed, whose teeth chatter like the castanette. 



The blood thinned by foul disease, and poisoned limbs too weak t carry the frail 

 body hence. 



Ye strong, brave hearts, fail not, 



But believe that life and light and heat will again return, 



The body and mind shaken by the frost and dread disease, and the life-blood frozen 



will again melt and the heart beat strong. 

 The brave hearts that faced the ice king and demon of death in his lair, will again 



rejoice with the returning sun, 

 O Frost, where is thy victory? Behold, again 

 The sun with heat and light and life is king, and the heart of the mariner again 



rejoices. 



