SHACKELTON
Intrepid leader of tho mortal bands Thai quail not where the white sea, buffeteth, 1 Nor shrink 'before the blHfzard’s freezing breath— Weaving a funeral pall in Polar lands. But heat on ice-hound doors with heroes* (hands. Laugh in the face of furious, whitefan g*dj Death, And heed! not what his (hoarse, fierce roaring /saith. High, in earth’s view thy name immortal stands. Wihat if thy quests lack’d their fuiltplann’d success, , And thou art fall’ll, so short of thy clear goal? Thou has brought radiant beams from southern night. Beams thab afar the sons of men will bless The fine • endurance of thy; dauntless soul .< ) Siheddeth. o’er the glow of summer light. —A.B.C.
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New Zealand Times, Volume XLIX, Issue 11129, 8 February 1922, Page 2
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114SHACKELTON New Zealand Times, Volume XLIX, Issue 11129, 8 February 1922, Page 2
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