He sighed, and in the murmuring water seemed to me to say:
"By blue Quinobequin I first beheld the light of day,
About her flow my childhood's hours passed happily away;
'T was by her shore that first I learned to chase the startled deer;
In freedom, through her forests green I wandered far and near.
"T was here that first I saw and wooed my dusky Indian bride;
'T was here we loved, - 't was here we lived, - 't was here my father died;
And then, when I, by right of birth, was chosen to his place,
My name was famous, far and wide, in war and in the chase.
"But one year, when the winds were keen, and frost had chained our land,
A great canoe, with snowy wings, came to our ice-bound strand;
It bore from near the rising sun a band of different race,
With lighter, fairer hair than ours, and with a paler face.
"But strife arose between us, and in war I led my tribe;
My faithless braves deserted me, betrayed me for a bribe;
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