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To: LindyBill who wrote (104726)3/18/2005 6:22:27 AM
From: JDN  Respond to of 793759
 
Thanks for the post. My brother used to recite that poem from memory and I always got a kick out of it. jdn



To: LindyBill who wrote (104726)3/20/2005 4:42:31 PM
From: Neeka  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 793759
 
Thanks for the post.

Don't ask me why because I don't know, but instead of "Twas the Night Before Christmas" my Dad used to recite this poem to us on Christmas Eve before tucking us in. He was a life long sea Captain who spent a great deal of his time in Alaska.....mostly in bars.



To: LindyBill who wrote (104726)3/22/2005 4:14:17 PM
From: Snowshoe  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 793759
 
A couple of my favorite Robert Service verses...

Men of the High North

Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing;
Islands of opal float on silver seas;
Swift splendors kindle, barbaric, amazing;
Pale ports of amber, golden argosies.
Ringed all around us the proud peaks are glowing;
Fierce chiefs in council, their wigwam the sky;
Far, far below us the big Yukon flowing,
Like threaded quicksilver, gleams to the eye.


The Spell of the Yukon

There's a land where the mountains are nameless,
And the rivers all run God knows where;
There are lives that are erring and aimless,
And deaths that just hang by a hair;
There are hardships that nobody reckons;
There are valleys unpeopled and still;
There's a land -- oh, it beckons and beckons,
And I want to go back -- and I will.