"I should answer, I should tell you, "From the forests and the prairies, From the great lakes of the Northland, From t…"

"On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of Life…"

"And erect upon the mountains, Gitche Manito, the mighty, Smoked the calumet, the Peace-Pipe, As a signal to the nations."

"And the smoke rose slowly, slowly, Through the tranquil air of morning, First a single line of darkness, Then a dense…"

"I am weary of your quarrels, Weary of your wars and bloodshed, Weary of your prayers for vengeance, Of your wrangling…"

"Lonely in the sky was Wabun; Though the birds sang gayly to him, Though the wild-flowers of the meadow Filled the air…"

"Poor, deluded Shawondasee! ’Twas no woman that you gazed at, ’Twas no maiden that you sighed for, ’Twas the prairie d…"

"Ewa-yea! my little owlet! Who is this, that lights the wigwam? With his great eyes lights the wigwam?"

"Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they buil…"

"Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest, With the …"