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The feathers of the eagle-bonnets ride upon the north wind; / The sachems and their totems have perished in the fire; / Through the valleys and the rivers and the mountains that you fought for / Beats the quick desire.
In the happy hunting ground of proven warriors, / You have passed the pipe of peace at council fire / With the pale-face and the Zulus' mighty chieftains -- / Rest with dead desire.