They keep coming and coming without end!
Ships putting in at the Yenisei Bay can see this grave from afar. They
pass it with flags at half-mast and their guns fire a salute whose echo
rolls on and on.
The grave-stone is white, and it gleams dazzlingly in the beams of the
Arctic's midnight sun.
At the height of a man these words are carved upon it:
'Here rests the body of Captain I. L. Tatarinov, who made one of the
most daring voyages and perished in June 1915 on his way back from
Severnaya Zemlya, which he had discovered.
'To strive, to seek, to find and not to yield!'
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