American Indian love lyrics, and other verse, from the songs of the North American Indians — John Shaqi
American Indian love lyrics, and other verse, from the songs of the North American Indians
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American Indian love lyrics, and other verse, from the songs of the North American Indians
Indians of North America -- Poetry
O Son, awaken from sleep
Awake! the night is far spent;
The signs of dawn are now seen
In east, whence cometh new life.
VIII
The Son awakens from sleep;
He wakes, for night is far spent;
The signs of dawn are now seen
In east, whence cometh new life.
SONG TO THE PLEIADES (_Pawnee_)
Look as they rise, rise
Over the line where sky meets the earth;
Pleiades!
Lo! They ascending, come to guide us,
Leading us safely, keeping us one;
Pleiades,
Teach us to be, like you, united.
THE SONG OF THE STARS (_Algonquin_)
We are the stars which sing,
We sing with our light;
We are the birds of fire,
We fly over the sky.
Our light is a voice;
We make a road for spirits,
For the spirits to pass over.
Among us are three hunters
Who chase a bear;
There never was a time
When they were not hunting.
We look down on the mountains.
This is the Song of the Stars.
THE STARS DEHN-DEK AND MAH-OH-RAH (_Wyandot_)
Dehn-dek (_to Oh-tsch-eh-stah, the mother_):
She arises from the ground!
In a far land Mah-oh-rah walks before us!
She comes to the great city and stands before its gates!
Our Grandmother looks upon her! She who fell down from heaven,
... lies upon her couch and beholds Mah-oh-rah.
She goes to the Land of Little People; she goes through the old
city in which our fathers were saved.
Get thee down in haste and bring her again to her own people.
(_Journeys forth to the city of Our Grandmother._)
(_Enters the royal palace in the sacred city._)
Dehn-dek (_to Our Grandmother_):
Give again into my arms the daughter gone to the Land of the
Little People!
She stood here in this hour, but is gone on the lonely way to that
land.
Your children mourn for her; they cut themselves for grief!
Let her return with me to our own land.
Our Grandmother:
Mah-oh-rah stood indeed before me!
She was pale and faint from the journey!
The Hooh-kehs drew her back in their power!
She went out from my presence to return to her own people.
Two torches she bore aloft to make clear the way.
(_Dehn-dek goes out in pursuit of his daughter._)
Our Grandmother (_watching the pursuit_):
They go into the sky!
From that land are we cast down forever!
And another land is made for us.
Let them be made stars.
Now shall they be made stars to shine forever there.
And their journey shall never cease!
SONG OF THE MASKED DANCERS (_Apache_)
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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