And wild-flowers sent their perfume o'er the isle,
And sky and earth glowed with a rosy sheen,
They reared a bark-roofed lodge, and hither brought
A dusky warrior and his dark-eyed bride;
And, save their faithful dog, they were alone
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To guard the treasures of the island wide.
Suns rose and set, the days flew swiftly by;
While Nosha, singing, wove her baskets frail
From withy willows, through whose branches stole,
In playful melody, the evening gale;
And from the forest's stores the young chief bore
His arrows' gain, and laid at Nosha's feet;
Nor lingered e'er the trusty dog to bear
His well-earned trophies to her grassy seat.
Then waned the golden months, when softly stole
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