strange things done midnight sun men moil gold; Arctic trails secret t — Robert W. Service, Cremation Sam McGee

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold;The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge I cremated Sam McGee.

Robert W. Service, The Cremation of Sam McGee

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