neighborhood of Mount Idaho, and dispatched Lieutenant
Untamed as surge of the far sea verge,
And fierce and fickle and strange.
The white man's track and the haunts of the black
For his joy he tastes in lonely wastes
Where his mates are torrent and tree.
And the darks and the damps of the Northern Sea:
With a fearful face; and it moans, and it stands
Is rich on the evergreen lands of the Sun;