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It is blessed and enchanted, / It has magic virtues in it. / Nor forgotten was the Love-song, / The most subtle of all medicines, / The most potent spell of magic, / Dangerous more than war or hunting! / Hiawatha
Jim saw the shy-girl disappear among the willows near the river, a big knife in one hand and bearing an axe in the other. Wondering what it could mean, he sat down on a boulder to watch proceedings or await her return. He fell into a deep reverie, as he carved a stock into a grotesque human-headed sand-lizard. He was unconsciously droning a weird, improvised melody which he had heard among the riders: