The Rhyme Of The Pronghorns (Mary Austin Poems)
This is the tale that the howlers tellAt the end of the hunting weather,When the quick rain rillsOn the bare, ...
This is the tale that the howlers tellAt the end of the hunting weather,When the quick rain rillsOn the bare, ...
HEAR now a tale of the deer-star,Tale of the days agone,When a youth rose up for the huntingIn the bluish ...
(From the Paiute Indian Dialect, Done into English by Mary Austin)THIS is the song of the Friend,Made by the Medicine ...
WHEN south winds smelt of earth and brooks ran clear,I made a little pipe of oaten straw,From which of old ...
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