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For this we worship thee, afar, Most glorious Star, Lueladar! Lueladar! Eternal Star! Look with thy bright and burning eye Upon our feast! Thy silver robes flow o'er the sky Our great High Priest! Our world doth wear Thy livery fair From sparkling mount to jewel rare; And every lightest flake That drops into the lake; And all the solemn beauty spread Across the land, by thee is shed:-- Most magical thy influences are Thou wond'rous Star, Lueladar! PART SECOND. OLIVE had crossed the mystic sea again, Which spread its silver circle round the Pole. Her feet were weary and her thoughts were sad. Immeasurably tall the icy Thug,-- That wond'rous mountain of whose old renown The Arctic world thought with exalted hearts-- Stood in her path and seemed to bar her way. Four months of darkness in the valley slept, Freezing in silent dreams; the Moon did crown The hoary brow of the old headland, Thug, With a dim glory, as of silver locks:-- It held its head aloft and seemed to be Peering through heaven's roof upon its God. "Ah, BERTHO! BERTHO!" the young traveller cried, While rapid tears ran down her grief-touched cheeks:-- "Is there no way save this? My feet refuse To do the bidding of my heart; no more This faithful bosom thy delight shall be-- No more thine eyes shall smile into mine own Till both swim full of bliss--no more thy mouth Breathe its soft words and kisses on my cheek, Naming me thine--thine only--thine forever! Where art thou, BERTHO? BERTHO! Cruel Thug; Sink thyself in the sea, presumptuous mount, Till I can pluck my lover from thy breast!" The echo of her heart did mock her cry; Long time, she lay, half perished, on the snow, Till love revived, with its eternal fires, The warmth of purpose in her chilly breast; Then, springing to her feet, she shook her curls, In golden billows from her brows, the while That a sweet resoluteness on her lip Settled itself, and triumphed in her eyes:-- "Torrent nor precipice, nor jutting crag-- Night, spirits, ghouls, nor ravenous wild beasts, Distance, nor time, shall fright me from the way," She
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