IX.

The wanderer looked forth tremblingly, and lo!

A wide winged Eagle on the darkness came.

Her brood had died,--all died! and wild with wo

And reckless wrath, that terror might not tame--

Chasing the swart cloud from her eye of flame--

She sought the summit of that lonely peak.

She saw the Red Man, and with joyous scream,

Claimed fellowship; but to her iron beak

A single death-flash leapt, and wreathed her scornful neck.

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