PAPAGO LOVE SONG (_Papago_) Early I rose In the blue morning; My love was up before me, It came running to me from the doorways of the Dawn. On Papago Mountain The dying quarry Looked at me with my love’s eyes. LOVE SONG (_Dakota_) Many are the youths, many youths: Thou alone art he who pleaseth me. Over all I love thee. Long shall be the years of parting! THE BRIDE’S SONG (_Algonquin_) There are many men in the world, But only one is dear to me. He is good and brave and strong. He swore to love none but me; He has forgotten me. It was an evil spirit that changed him, But I will love none but him. LONELY (_Ojibwa_) Fear not, he sayeth, Though far away, Thy lover strayeth At break of day. “Go not, my sweetheart,” Vainly I cry, “To yon far island,” Yearning I sigh. Thither must I go, Sadly I moan; Heavy my woe, Left here alone. WAR SONG (_Dakota_) Friend, whatever hardships threaten, If thou call me, I’ll befriend thee; All enduring fearlessly, I’ll befriend thee. ONONDAGA HYMN (_Iroquois_) Woe! Woe! Hearken ye! We are diminished! Woe! Woe! The cleared land has become a thicket. Woe! Woe! The cleared places are deserted. Woe! They are in their graves— They who established it— Woe! The great League. Yet they declared It should endure— The great League. Woe! Their work has grown old. Woe! Thus we are become miserable. LAMENT OF A MAN FOR HIS SON (_Paiute_) Son, my son! I will go up to the mountain And there I will light a fire To the feet of my son’s spirit, And there will I lament him; Saying, O my son, What is my life to me, now you are departed! Son, my son, In the deep earth We softly laid thee In a Chief’s robe, In a warrior’s gear. Surely there, In the spirit land Thy deeds attend thee! Surely, The corn comes to the ear again! But I, here, I am the stalk that the seed-gatherers Descrying empty, afar, left standing. Son, my son! What is my life to me, now you are departed? DEATH OF TALUTA (_Siouan_) Ah, spirit, thy flight is mysterious! While the clouds are stirred by our wailing, And our tears fall faster in sorrow— While the cold sweat of night benumbs us, Thou goest alone on thy journey— In the midst of the shining star people! Thou goest alone on thy journey— Thy memory shall be our portion; Until death we shall watch for the spirit. WIND SONG (_Kiowa_) O you warriors, you have loved ones Longing for you, longing for you; Rich are ye. O you lovers, you have maidens Longing for you; none have I. Wherefore droop ye in silence, so downcast? Cheer your hearts with song, ho! BLUEBIRD SONG (_Pima_)