The league of the Iroquois and other legends : from the Indian muse

134 THE LEAGUE OF THE 1BOQUOIS.
Serene the days had onward flown,
The years that only came to bless,
And Hayo-went-ha great had grown
In majesty and nobleness ;
More wide had spread his prophet-fame
The Dusky Tribes to lead and teach ;
And many a warrior c'hieftain came
To hearken to his wiser speech.
His name on every wind had flown
Wherever dusky warriors roam ;
Yet dearer to his heart had grown
The long-familiar paths of home ;
Its soothing tones that gently woke,
Still more had power to charm and bless ;
And in his voice, the while he spoke,
There dwelt a deeper tenderness.
And teaching, more himself had taught
Of all this being's end and aim ;
That mighty deeds, with glory fraught,
If fame, is not the noble ?t fame ;
Not triumph in the bloody strife
Nor yet to give to pleasure loose,
But that the measure meet of life
Is Virtue, Wisdom, Love and Use.