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LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY.
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Whene'er affliction o'er thee sheds
Its influence malign,
Then, suff'rer, be the Prophet's pray's,
And prompt obedience, thine:
'Tis but a Marah's fount, ordain'd
Thy faith in God to prove,
And pray'r and resignation shall
Its bitterness remove
Its influence malign,
Then, suff'rer, be the Prophet's pray's,
And prompt obedience, thine:
'Tis but a Marah's fount, ordain'd
Thy faith in God to prove,
And pray'r and resignation shall
Its bitterness remove
INDIAN NAMES.
"How can the red men he forgotten, while so many of our states and territories, bays, lakes, and rivers, are indelibly stamped by names of their giving!"
Ye say they all have pass'd 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.
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 curl'd,
Where strong Niagara's thunders wake
The echo of the world,
Where red Missouri bringeth
Rich tribute from the west,
And Rappahannock sweetly sleeps
On green Virginia's breast.
Like ocean's surge is curl'd,
Where strong Niagara's thunders wake
The echo of the world,
Where red Missouri bringeth
Rich tribute from the west,
And Rappahannock sweetly sleeps
On green Virginia's breast.
Ye say their conelike cabins,
That cluster'd o'er the vale,
Have disappear'd, as wither'd leaves
Before the autumn's gale;
That cluster'd o'er the vale,
Have disappear'd, as wither'd leaves
Before the autumn's gale;