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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.