Indian Names
(专辑: Leave Your Sleep - 2010)
Ye shall say they all have passed away, That noble race and brave, That their light canoes have vanish'd From off the
crested wave. That 'mid the
forests where they roam'd There rings no hunter's shout; But their name is on your waters, Ye may not wash it out. 'Tis where Ontario's billow Like Ocean's surge is curled; Where strong Niagara's thunders wake The
echo of the
world; Where red Missouri bringeth Rich tributes from the
west, And Rappahannock sweetly sleeps On green Virginia's breast. Ye say, their cone-like cabins, That cluster'd o'er the
vale, Have fled away like wither'd leaves Before the
autumn gale: But their memory liveth on your hills, Their baptism on your shore; Your everlasting rivers speak Their dialect of yore. Old Massachusetts wears it Within her lordly crown, And broad Ohio bears it 'mid all her young renown; Connecticut hath wreathed it Where her quiet foliage waves, And bold Kentucky breathed it hoarse Through all her ancient caves. Wachuset hides its lingering voice Within its rocky heart, And Alleghany graves its tone Throughout his lofty chart: Monadnock on his forehead hoar Doth seal the
sacred trust; Your mountains build their monument, Though ye destroy their dust