With heart-inflaming vision, cast his rays
More earnestly on lovely heliotrope
Than did this Indian warrior's steady eye
Measure the liquid outline of the hills.
Once only when the shout of contest loud
Sprang from the vale, rebounded from the hill,
And leaped to die in echoes on the lake, -
Once only, like the bright Dioscuri,
Sons of the sky and brothers of the day,
Did Kineo i' the foremost of the fight
Appear, and, by his single-handed strength,
Thrust back defeat upon the enemy.
Once only - and no sooner had the shout
Of joy proclaimed his kinsmen's victory
Than he was gone, ne'er to be seen again.
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