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Poem by George Pope Morris


A Legend of the Mohawk


In the days that are gone, by this sweet-flowing water,
  Two lovers reclined in the shade of a tree;
She was the mountain-king's rosy-lipped daughter,
  The brave warrior-chief of the valley was he.
Then all things around them, below and above,
Were basking as now in the sunshine of loveЧ
  In the days that are gone, by this sweet-flowing stream.

In the days that are gone, they were laid 'neath the willow,
  The maid in her beauty, the youth in his pride;
Both slain by the foeman who crossed the dark billow,
  And stole the broad lands where their children reside;
Whose fathers, when dying, in fear looked above,
And trembled to think of that chief and his love,
  In the days that are gone, by this sweet flowing stream.



George Pope Morris


George Pope Morris's other poems:
  1. Thy Will Be Done
  2. Life in the West
  3. The Flag of Our Union
  4. Janet McRea
  5. Thou Hast Woven the Spell


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