Down into the darkness at last, Daniel, down into the darkness at last; Laid in the lap of our Mother, Daniel, sleeping the dreamless sleep, Sleeping the sleep of the babe unborn the pure and the perfect rest:...
The long winter wanes. On the wings of the spring come the geese and the mallards; On the bare oak the red-robin sings, and the crocus peeps up on the prairies, And the bobolink pipes, but he brings...
Down the broad Ha-Ha W'k-pa[BS] the band took their way to the Games at Ke'za[8] While the swift-footed hunters by land ran the shores for the elk and the bison. Like mag's[BT] ride the birchen canoes...
Do they think of us, say in the far distant West On the Prairies of Peace, in the Valleys of Rest? On the long dusty march when the suntide is hot, O say, are their sons and their brothers forgot?...
To bid the brave White Chief adieu, on the shady shore gathered the warriors; His glad boatmen manned the canoe, and the oars in their hands were impatient. Spake the Chief of Is'ntees:...
Dust to dust: Fall and perish love and lust: Life is one brief autumn day; Sin and sorrow haunt the way To the narrow house of clay, Clutching at the good and just: Dust to dust. ...
Dead? or is it a dream Only the voice of a dream? Dead in the prime of his years, And laid in the lap of the dust; Only a handful of ashes Moldering down into dust.
Last night in my feverish dreams I heard A voice like the moan of an autumn sea, Or the low, sad wail of a widowed bird, And it said "My darling, come home to me." ...
Call me not back, O cold and crafty world: I scorn your thankless thanks and hollow praise. Wiser than seer or scientist content To tread no paths beyond these bleating hills,...
And the scribes and Pharisees brought unto him a woman taken in adultery, and when they had set her in the midst, they said unto him "Master, this woman was taken in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses in the law commanded us ...
Once Satan and a monk went on a "drunk," And Satan struck a bargain with the monk, Whereby the Devil's crew was much increased By penceless poor and now and then a priest...
Old Father Abe has issued his "Call" For Three Hundred Thousand more! By Jupiter, boys, he is after you all Lamed and maimed tall and small With his drag-net spread for a general haul...
All-day-long the crash of cannon Shook the battle-covered plain; All-day-long the frenzied foemen Dashed against our lines in vain; All the field was piled with slaughter; Now the lurid setting sun...
Lo the lights in the "Teepee-W'kan!" 'tis the night of the W'kan Wac'pee. Round and round walks the chief of the clan, as he rattles the sacred Ta-sh'-kay; [81] Long and loud on the Ch'n-che-ga [81]...