Alaskana, or, Alaska in descriptive and legendary poems . teal their way through narrow passesNoiselessly, as if the canonsAwed their hearts to abject indent her lovely shore-linesWith their placid, tinted faces,Beaming In a thousand dimplesOn her guards of granite boulders ;And her broad, arterial channelsLead among rich island beauties,That bewilder with their changes ;Lead throucrh fairv woodland wondersAnd through Arctic cold and silence—From the quivering smiles of spring-timeTo the weird, majestic stillnessThat surrounds this Ice-bound kinedom. SITKA. T OOK, the sound is fai
Alaskana, or, Alaska in descriptive and legendary poems . teal their way through narrow passesNoiselessly, as if the canonsAwed their hearts to abject indent her lovely shore-linesWith their placid, tinted faces,Beaming In a thousand dimplesOn her guards of granite boulders ;And her broad, arterial channelsLead among rich island beauties,That bewilder with their changes ;Lead throucrh fairv woodland wondersAnd through Arctic cold and silence—From the quivering smiles of spring-timeTo the weird, majestic stillnessThat surrounds this Ice-bound kinedom. SITKA. T OOK, the sound is faintly tinted^ With the suns departing glory!Where the mountains frown the shadowsSlowly creep to darker shading;Tree-tops bend toward the waterWhere their pictures, softly minglingWith the rippling waves and eddies,Lose themselves in chano-eful frao-ments—Bound and bend in leafy patches—On the crested wavelets dancing,In the glass-like hollows sinking,But to rise agfain and elistenIn the twilights lingering a cup-like blossom tosses(32). SITKA. :^^ Perfume, like a dream of sweetness,To the breeze, which bears it onwardToward the sky whose bkie is rarestWhere the misty clouds break the shades of pink and on the blue, like jewels—There the banks of gray grow rosyWhere the glow but tips their edges;And the waves, reflectinof, the cloud-lands fairness,Till the air is brightly ladenWith the evenings tender Verstovas misty grandeurLights and shades are slowly creeping,There a glint of gold is heightenedBy a line of velvet darkness ;Tints of pink and purple blendedFloat around his sides and paint them—But his haughty head lifts proudlyFar beyond the sunset it rests a golden halo,With no cloud to dim its glory. 34 ALASKANA. Edgecumbes sides blaze riclier, redder,Where the beaminii- sunhcrht jjilds them ;Here and there a snow-wreath loitersTo enhance his lonely splendor,While the night seems slowl
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