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Now a light rustling wind from the South	A
shakes his wings o'er the wide wimpling waters	B
Up the dark winding river DuLuth	C
follows fast in the wake of Tamdoka	D
On the slopes of the emerald shores	E
leafy woodlands and prairies alternate	F
On the vine tangled islands the flowers	B
peep timidly out at the white men	G
In the dark winding eddy the loon	H
sits warily watching and voiceless	I
And the wild goose in reedy lagoon	H
stills the prattle and play of her children	J
The does and their sleek dappled fawns	I
prick their ears and peer out from the thickets	I
And the bison calves play on the lawns	I
and gambol like colts in the clover	K
Up the still flowing Wakpa Wakan's	I
winding path through the groves and the meadows	I
Now DuLuth's brawny boatmen pursue	I
the swift gliding bark of Tamdoka	D
And hardly the red braves out do	I
the stout steady oars of the white men	G
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Now they bend to their oars in the race	I
the ten tawny braves of Tamdoka	D
And hard on their heels in the chase	I
ply the six stalwart oars of the Frenchmen	G
In the stern of his boat sits DuLuth	C
in the stern of his boat sits Tamdoka	D
And warily cheerily both urge	L
the oars of their men to the utmost	M
Far stretching away to the eyes	I
winding blue in the midst of the meadows	I
As a necklet of sapphires that lies	I
unclaspt in the lap of a virgin	N
Here asleep in the lap of the plain	O
lies the reed bordered beautiful river	K
Like two flying coursers that strain	O
on the track neck and neck on the home stretch	P
With nostrils distended and mane froth flecked	M
and the neck and the shoulders	I
Each urged to his best by the cry	Q
and the whip and the rein of his rider	K
Now they skim o'er the waters and fly	Q
side by side neck and neck through the meadows	I
The blue heron flaps from the reeds	I
and away wings her course up the river	K
Straight and swift is her flight o'er the meads	I
but she hardly outstrips the canoemen	O
See the voyageurs bend to their oars	I
till the blue veins swell out on their foreheads	I
And the sweat from their brawny breasts pours	I
but in vain their Herculean labor	K
For the oars of Tamdoka are ten	O
and but six are the oars of the Frenchman	O
And the red warriors' burden of men	O
is matched by the voyageurs' luggage	R
Side by side neck and neck for a mile	S
still they strain their strong arms to the utmost	M
Till rounding a willowy isle	S
now ahead creeps the boat of Tamdoka	D
And the neighboring forests profound	M
and the far stretching plain of the meadows	I
To the whoop of the victors resound	M
while the panting French rest on their paddles	I

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