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THE SNOW QUEEN
- WHERE the wild bear clasps the ice
- Over the hanging precipice,
- Where the glittering icebergs shine
- Within the sunset, red as wine,
- Where the reindeer lick the snow,
- To see what there may be below,
- Where the shades are blue and green,
- There lives, they say, the great Snow Queen.
- Wild her eyes are as the sea
- When northern winds blow lustily.
- Her queenly robes are white as snow,
- But flaming diamonds on them glow,
- And many a precious stone.
- Of green ice builded is her throne:
- Polar bears her watch‐dogs are—
- Her only lamp, an evening star.
