SHOULD you ask me, whence these stories? With the dew and damp of meadows, I should answer, I should tell you, From the land of the Ojibways, From the land of the Dacotahs, From the mountains, moors, and fen-lands, I repeat them as I heard them The musician, the sweet singer." I should answer, I should tell you, "In the bird's-nests of the forest, In the lodges of the beaver, In the hoof-prints of the bison, In the eyry of the eagle! "All the wild-fowl sang them to him, In the moorlands and the fen-lands, In the melancholy marshes; Chetowaik, the plover, sang them, |