World of the Brave
A frozen world of purest ice.
Snow from ear to distant see,
What compels thee,
An adventuring thirst ?
Men mountains in fleece,
Of rock and determined spirits,
Courted by blistering winds and,
The Antarctican open landmass.
Dared to dream, they came
Conquering the challenges set.
Conquered by the bitterness here,
And frost bitten limbs they left.
Whiter than the purest white
This vastness drew them all.
And Scott had been the best of them,
In a world where even brave men fall.
Visit the exhibition of Clare Abbatt
A great exhibit Clare.