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Henry Hudson was already a famous explorer of Arctic waters when in 1608 he was hired by the Dutch East India Company to find a northeast, all-water route to Asia. The Dutch East India Company had a monopoly on trade with the Orient and wanted to shorten the lengthy and expensive voyage around the Cape of Good Hope to the Orient.

They provided Hudson with the 85-foot Half Moon to sail eastward through the polar regions to reach the far east. The Half Moon sailed from Amsterdam on April 4 or 6, 1609, and headed northeast along the coast of Norway. After encountering ice and cold that blocked his passage, Hudson turned and headed west.

Hudson sailed west across the North Atlantic and landed on the coast of Maine where the crew went ashore to cut timber to replace the Half Moon’s mast, fished, and traded with the Native Americans. Hudson and the Half Moon then continued along the coast south to the Chesapeake Bay and Delaware Bay. Hudson decided these weren’t entrances to the passage to the Orient he was seeking, and the Half Moon turned north towards the mouth of the Hudson River.

On September 12, 1609, Hudson began his exploration of the river now named after him. Although no passage was discovered to the Orient, the area turned out to be one of the best fur trading regions in North America.

The Half Moon left the river on October 4, sailed across the Atlantic and reached England on Saturday, November 7. Hudson and the English crew members were not permitted to leave England, but eventually the Half Moon returned to Holland without them.

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The virgin, the lively and beautiful today…..

Can the virgin, beautiful and vivid day
Release this frosted and forgotten lake,
With a drunk blow of wings to reel away
In névés of flights they have yet to make?
Without song or recognition, the image burns
Tediously into the surrounding cold.
Yet always the magnificence, and the long neck yearns
Beyond the white hardness of the winter’s hold.
Fast though feathers be caught in soiling mud,
From a horror of life the bird sails on,
Cold and improbable in its own pure being,
A scorching pure whiteness in the glacial flood:
A dream wrapped in scorn, and a phantom, seeing
How futile is exile for the Swan.

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Le vierge, le vivace et le bel aujoud’hui
Va-t-il nous déchirer avec un coup d’aile ivre
Ce lac dur oublié que hante sous le givre
Le transparent glacier des vols qui n’ont pas fui!
Un cygne d’autrefois se souvient que c’est lui
Magnifique mais qui sans espoir se délivre
Pour n’avoir pas chanté la region ou vivre
Quand du stérile hiver a resplendi l’ennui.
Tout son col secouera cette blanche agonie
Par l’espace infligée a l’oiseau qui le nie,
Mais non l’horreur du sol où le plumage est pris.
Fantôme qu’à ce lieu son pur éclat assigne,
Il s’immobilise au songe froid de mépris
Que vêt parmi l’exil inutile le Cygne.

 

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