Alaskana, or, Alaska in descriptive and legendary poems . de she travels,Where her lambent drapery touches,Every spot her trailing garmentsRest upon, with feathry in fair, electric brightnessWhile the seams and broken hollowsWhich her timid feet pass overForm a rayless, inky background 144 ALASKANA. Drawn in lines of deepest darkness,Seeming bottomless and fearful;Or like bands of richest velvetTrim her dainty, gauzy raiment,Making every curving outlineSeem more fairy-like and and shrubs and trembling grasses,Where her smiling face beams over,Catch her rays and ho
Alaskana, or, Alaska in descriptive and legendary poems . de she travels,Where her lambent drapery touches,Every spot her trailing garmentsRest upon, with feathry in fair, electric brightnessWhile the seams and broken hollowsWhich her timid feet pass overForm a rayless, inky background 144 ALASKANA. Drawn in lines of deepest darkness,Seeming bottomless and fearful;Or like bands of richest velvetTrim her dainty, gauzy raiment,Making every curving outlineSeem more fairy-like and and shrubs and trembling grasses,Where her smiling face beams over,Catch her rays and hold them lightly,—Hold them softly on their leaf tips ;While the heavy, thicker foliage,Which her rays have not discovered,Seem to shrink in jealous seem and almost threatenWith their weird and cringing shadow^s !Now her rays fall oer the totemsWhose wild features, grin so fiercelyOn the rippling, moonlit contrasts with the softnessOf the light she sheds so gentlyThat it rises on the with their every motion,. MOONLIGHT IN ALASKA. 345 Dimpling in the wind-kissed waters—Spreading like a polished mirror,Where no quivering air disturbs them,—Where the gently sighing zephyrsRipple not the glass-like eyes with no expression—Eyes of beasts and man and fishes—Great whales eyes, and eyes that neverHeld their place in aught to wink and leer the tiny, glittering cloudlets,Crossing on their hurried journeys,Cast their shadows where the moon-facePaused awhile as if to studyAnd to understand the she moves. The mighty glaciersTake her light, and steep its clearnessIn their own pure azure tintings,—Dye so deeply with their bluenessThat twould seem it held its many miles of journey,Still some tinges of the colors 346 ALASKANA. Which the great ice-giants on, she pauses, spell-bound,Close beside a Shamans casket:Tremblingly she gazes downwardOn that hor
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