“On the trail marked with pollen may I walk, With grasshoppers about my feet may I walk, With dew about my feet may I walk, With beauty may I walk, With beauty before me, may I walk, With beauty behind me, may I walk, With beauty above me, may I walk, With beauty under me, may I walk, With beauty all around me, may I walk, In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, lively, may I walk, In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, living again, may I walk, It is finished in beauty. [160] Washington Matthews, Navaho Myths, Prayers and Songs. University of California Publications in Archaeology and Ethnology, Vol. 5, p. 48, lines 61-73. Of similar character is the following song of the Apache:[161] “At the east where the black water lies, stands the large corn, with staying roots, its large stalk, its red silk, its long leaves, its tassel dark and spreading, on which there is the dew. “At the sunset where the yellow water lies, stands the large pumpkin with its tendrils, its long stem, its wide leaves, its yellow top on which there is pollen.” [161] P. E. Goddard, Myths and Tales from the White Mountain Apache. Anthropological Papers of the American Museum of Natural History, Vol. 24, 1910. The following song of the Pima has also ceremonial significance:[162] “Wind now commences to sing; Wind now commences to sing; Wind now commences to sing. The land stretches before me, Before me it stretches away. Wind’s house now is thundering; Wind’s house now is thundering. Came the myriad-legged wind. The wind came running hither. The Black Snake Wind came to me The Black Snake Wind came to me. Came and wrapped itself about, Came here running with its song. [162] Frank Russell, The Pima Indians, 26^{th} Ann. Rep. Bur. Am. Ethn., p. 324. The following Eskimo song which describes the beauty of nature is well known:[163] “The great Kunak mount yonder south, I do behold it; The great Kunak mount yonder south, I regard it; The shining brightness yonder south, I contemplate. Outside of Kunak it is expanding, The same that Kunak towards the seaside doth quite encompass. Behold, how yonder south they shift and change. Behold, how yonder south they tend to beautify each other, While from the seaside it is enveloped in sheets still changing, From the seaside enveloped to mutual embellishment.” [163] Henry Rink, Tales and Traditions of the Eskimos, London, 1875, p. 68.