This section is from the book "A Library Of Wonders And Curiosities Found In Nature And Art, Science And Literature", by I. Platt. Also available from Amazon: A library of wonders and curiosities.
There winter, arm'd with terrors here unknown,
Sits absolute on his unshaken throne;
Piles up his stores amid the frozen waste,
And bids the mountains he has built, stand fast;
Beckons the legions of his storms away
From happier scenes, to make this land a prey;
Proclaims the soil a conquest he has won,
And scorns to share it with the distant sun. Cowper.
Another poet thus describes the polar regions:Vast regions, dreary, bleak, and bare!
There on an icy mountain's height,
Seen only by the moon's pale light,
Stern winter rears his giant form,
His robe a mist, his voice a storm:
His frown the shiv'ring nations fly,
And, hid for half the year, in smoky caverns lie. Scott.