VIA BOREALIS

TO
Pelham Edgar

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SPRING ON MATTAGAMI

Far in the east the rain-clouds sweep and harry,

Down the long haggard hills, formless and low,

Far in the west the shell-tints meet and marry,

Piled gray and tender blue and roseate snow;

East—like a fiend, the bolt-breasted, streaming

Storm strikes the world with lightning and with hail;