Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WABANAKI SONG, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Now I am left on this lonely island to die Last Line: I am on this lonely island to die Subject(s): Death; "dead, The; | ||||||||
Now I am left on this lonely island to die No one to hear the sound of my voice. Who will bury me when I die? Who will sing my death-song for me? My false friends leave me here to die alone; Like a wild beast, I am left on this island to die. I wish the wind spirit would carry my cry to my love! My love is as swift as the deer; he would speed through the forest to find me; Now I am left on this lonely island to die. I wish the spirit of air would carry my breath to my love. My love's canoe, like the sunlight, would shoot through the water to my side; But I am left on this lonely island to die, with no one to pity me but the little birds. My love is brave and strong; but, when he hears my fate, his stout heart will break; And I am on this lonely island to die. Now the night comes on, and all is silent but the owl. He sings a mournful song to his mate, in pity for me. I will try to sleep. I wish the night spirit to hear my song; he will tell my love of my fate; and when I awake, I shall see the one I love. I am on this lonely island to die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SITTING BULL IN SERBIA by WILLIAM JAY SMITH TO THE EXCELLENT ORINDA by PHILO PHILIPPA EPIGRAM OCCASIONED BY CIBBER'S VERSES IN PRAISE OF NASH: 1 by ALEXANDER POPE THE GIFT OF THE GODS by JOHN GODFREY SAXE TO CHRISTOPHER NORTH by ALFRED TENNYSON BEAU NASH by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER BEAU NASH AND THE ROMAN, OR THE TWO ERAS by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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