You who this faint day the High North is luring

Unto her vastness, taintlessly sweet;

You who are steel-braced, straight-lipped, enduring

Dreadless in danger and dire in defeat;

Honor the High North ever and ever,

Whether she crown you or whether she slay;

Suffer her fury, cherish and love her—

He who would rule her must learn to obey.

—Robert W. Service