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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INDIAN MOUND, by IDA LITTLE HALE
First Line: Beside the road a crumbling old shell mound
Last Line: The mound serenely dreams while years go by.
Subject(s): Graves; Native Americans; Tombs; Tombstones; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America
First Line: Beside the road a crumbling old shell mound
Last Line: The mound serenely dreams while years go by.
Subject(s): Graves; Native Americans; Tombs; Tombstones; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America
Beside the road a crumbling old shell mound
Stands there unmoved by passage of the years.
Where once the redman hurled his deadly spears,
And crimson tide of battle drenched the ground
As thickly raining arrows fell around,
All now is peace. A giant live-stock rears
Its crown; behind a palm a squirrel peers,
And groups of happy children there are found.
Now back and forth the motor cars speed fast
Along a way that moccasins first pressed;
A landmark since its builders raised it high
Above the marshy land, the secret past
Securely locked within its hoary breast,
The mound serenely dreams while years go by.
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