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

36 THE LEAGUE OF THE IROQUOIS.
He that, with more than mortal arm,
With more than mortal strength to do,
Would shield them hence from every harm,
And all their dreaded foes subdue.
Who calling forth each scattered band,
Would them unite, them lead and teach,
Until unto remotest land
The greatness of their fame should reach.
Inwoven with its destiny
There comes a great Ideal Man
To every race ;
whose prophecy
Afar the waiting years fore-ran.
Such to the wandering tribes was he ;
The long-expected Fatherhood
They found in him ;
the friend to be
The bringer, he, of every good.
If in the cloudless realms of light
In heights, transcendent heights above,
Is One whose love is infinite,
His wisdom boundless as his love ;
Shall he not all his children heed,
Still mindful of their lightest quest ?
And of Himself, as is their need,
Reveal unto the lowliest ?