XX. To the PoleMy soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair,Absurdly, my eyes can only see the arcScrawny wolves, and you,His sightless eyes horribly watch the air;Beyond ice floe and berg and ice-bound sea,XIV. Franz Josef Land: The Amazing Drift of the TegetthoffA matter of getting all that right . . .Trampled snow is the only rose.End of the comedy.XVI. Laying a Ghost: The Jeannette and the Fram(Our fortitude grows dim inMerely a mockery of springChoces, Mère and Père, undreaming even of fieldsThat images of roads, whether composedFrom there. Toward . .Dismal, endless plain—Oh, I know. The snow. The effective snowDown the road, at Cypress Gardens, a woman
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