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ISBN13: 9780559165412
ISBN: 0559165412
List Price: $28.75
Publisher: BiblioLife

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THE INDIAN GIRL'S LAMENT. An Indian girl was sitting where Her lover, slain in battle, slept ; Her maiden veil, her own black hair, Came down o'er eyes that wept ; And wildly, in her woodland tongue, This sad and simple lay she sung : ' I've pulled away the shrubs that grew Too close above thy sleeping head, And broke the forest boughs that threw Their shadows o'er thy bed, That, shining from the sweet south west, The sunbeams might rejoice thy rest. ' It was a weary, weary road That led thee to the pleasant coast, Where thou, in his serene abode, Hast met thy father's ghost ; Where everlasting autumn lies On yellow woods and sunny skies. ' 'Twas I the broidered mocsen made, That shod thee for that distant land ; 'Twas I thy bow and arrows laid Beside thy still cold hand ; Thy bow in many a battle bent, Thy arrows never vainly sent. ' With wampum belts I crossed thy breast, And wrapped thee in the bison's hide, And laid the food that pleased thee best, In plenty, by thy side, And decked thee bravely, as became A warrior of illustrious name. ' Thou'rt happy now, for thou hast passed The long dark journey of the grave, And in the land of light, at last, Hast joined the good and brave ; Amid the flushed and balmy air, The bravest and the loveliest there. ' Yet, oft to thine own Indian maid Even there thy thoughts will earthward stray, To her who sits where thou wert laid, And weeps the hours away, Yet almost can her grief forget, To think that thou dost love her yet. ' And thou, by one of those still lakes That in a shining cluster lie, On which the south wind scarcely breaks The image of the sky, A bower for thee and me hast made Beneath the many colored shade. ' And thou dost wait and watch t...