Arctic
Expedition of “The Neptune ”
under Commander A. P. Low to Hudson
Straits, August 22, 1903
While we welter
In the swelter
Of the pestilential heat
Drinking Sodas in Pagodas
At the corner of the Street,
Of the pestilential heat
Drinking Sodas in Pagodas
At the corner of the Street,
It seems to me
That it would be
My highest aspiration
That it would be
My highest aspiration
To sail away
On a Holiday
Of Arctic Exploration.
On a Holiday
Of Arctic Exploration.
Let me lie in my pajamas on the ice Of Baffin's Bay,
In the thinnest of chemises, where the Polar breezes play,
Underneath a frozen awning let me lie at ease a span,
While beneath the bright Aurora roars the ventilation fan.
In the thinnest of chemises, where the Polar breezes play,
Underneath a frozen awning let me lie at ease a span,
While beneath the bright Aurora roars the ventilation fan.
Can you wonder now that Nansen,
and that Peary and that Low
Should wander forth, And struggle north,
Should wander forth, And struggle north,
As far as they can go?
When the hero
Under zero
Lives on frozen lager beer
Lives on frozen lager beer
And a demi-can
Of Pemmican,
You need not shed a tear.
Of Pemmican,
You need not shed a tear.
He seeks a higher latitude,
I quite admit the feat;
The reason is a platitude,
He's crazy with the heat.
Stephen Leacock Canadian
writer, 1869-1944
Norwegian explorer Fridtjof Nansen, crossed Greenland 1888, and travelled "farthest north" in 1895, almost reaching the North Pole. Later he was a statesman, humanitarian and Nobel prize winner (1922).
US Rear Admiral Robert Peary is credited with being first to arrive at the geographic North Pole in 1909.
learn more about A.P. Low at http://pubs.aina.ucalgary.ca/arctic/Arctic39-3-274.pdf
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