The Sea-Gull (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
All priests are not the same, be understood!Priests are, like other folks, some bad, some good.What's vice or virtue, sure ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!"Cried the warriors, cried the old men,When he came in triumph homewardWith the sacred Belt of Wampum,From ...
You shall hear how HiawathaPrayed and fasted in the forest,Not for greater skill in hunting,Not for greater craft in fishing,Not ...
MINNESOTA---When Mollie and I were married from the dear old cottage-home, In the vale between the hills of fir and pine,I ...
WILDLY round our woodland quartersSad-voiced Autumn grieves;Thickly down these swelling watersFloat his fallen leaves.Through the tall and naked timber,Column-like and ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp ...
Now a light rustling wind from the South shakes his wings o'er the wide, wimpling waters:Up the dark-winding river DuLuth follows fast ...
As Adam did in Paradise,To-day the primal right we claimFair mirror of the woods and skies,We give to thee a ...
Misfortune, I am young, my chin is bare,And I have wondered much when men have toldHow youth was free from ...
OTSO THE HONEY-EATER.Came the tidings to Pohyola,To the village of the Northland,That Wainola had recoveredFrom her troubles and misfortunes,From her ...
Willie stands in his stable door, And clapping at his steed, And over his white fingers His nose ...
T'ward the last of bleak DecemberWhen the northern fields are bare,When the trees are still and leafless,And the frost flies ...
A dark sail, Like a wild-goose wing, Where the sunset was. The moon soon will silver its ...
Drums on the watch-tower have emptied the roads -At the frontier it's autumn; a wild-goose cries.This is a night in ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
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