THE COMPLAINT OF A FORSAKEN INDIAN WOMAN
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Before I see another day,
O my body die away!
In sleep I hern gleams;
tars they were among my dreams;
In sleep did I behe skies,
I sahe crackling ?ashes drive;
And yet they are upon my eyes,
And yet I am alive.
Before I see another day,
O my body die away!
My ?re is dead: it knew no pain;
Yet is it dead, and I remain.
All stiff he ashes lie;
And they are dead, and I will die.
o live,
For cloth, for food, and ?re;
But to me no joy can give,
No pleasure now, and no desire.
tented will I lie;
Alone I cannot fear to die.
Alas! you might have dragged me on
Another day, a single one!
too soon despair oer me prevailed;
too soon my less spirit failed;
ronger,
And Oh how grievously I rue,
t, aftertle longer,
My friends, I did not follow you!
For strong and pain I lay,
My friends, when you were gone away.
My co another,
A her.
ook,
On me rangely did he look!
thing ran,
A most stra