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

238 THE LEAGUE OF THE 1EOQUOIS.
Love ! that stays, though suns do go,
Abides though all things flee amain,
To more and more dost wax and grow,
Thou canst the Fore -World build again ;
Though sorrow-dim, tear-wet anew,
Hope-brightened shines the fading page
That here I close. Once more adieu
A last adieu, thou Primal Age.