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 You who have lived in the land,
 You who have trusted the trail,
You who are strong to withstand,
 You who are swift to assail:
 Songs have I sung to beguile,
 Vintage of desperate years,
 Hard as a harlot's smile,
 Bitter as unshed tears.

Little of joy or mirth,
 Little of ease I sing;
Sagas of men of earth
 Humanly suffering,
 Such as you all have done;
 Savagely faring forth,
 Sons of the midnight sun,
 Argonauts of the North.

Far in the land God forgot
 Glimmers the lure of your trail;
Still in your lust are you taught
 Even to win is to fail.
 Still you must follow and fight
 Under the vampire wing;
 There in the long, long night
 Hoping and vanquishing.

Husbandman of the Wild,
 Reaping a barren gain;
Scourged by desire, reconciled
 Unto disaster and pain;
 These, my songs, are for you,
 You who are seared with the brand.
 God knows I have tried to be true;
 Please God you will understand.






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