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Onward rolls the Royal River proudly sweeping to the sea	A
Dark and deep and grand forever wrapt in myth and mystery	A
Lo he laughs along the highlands leaping o'er the granite walls	B
Lo he sleeps among the islands where the loon her lover calls	B
Still like some huge monster winding downward through the prairied plains	C
Seeking rest but never finding till the tropic gulf he gains	C
In his mighty arms he claspeth now an empire broad and grand	D
In his left hand lo he graspeth leagues of fen and forest land	D
In his right the mighty mountains hoary with eternal snow	E
Where a thousand foaming fountains singing seek the plains below	E
Fields of corn and feet of cities lo the mighty river laves	C
Where the Saxon sings his ditties o'er the swarthy warriors' graves	C
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Aye before the birth of Moses ere the Pyramids were piled	F
All his banks were red with roses from the sea to nor'lands wild	F
And from forest fen and meadows in the deserts of the north	G
Elk and bison stalked like shadows and the tawny tribes came forth	G
Deeds of death and deeds of daring on his leafy banks were done	H
Women loved and men went warring ere the siege of Troy begun	H
Where his foaming waters thundered roaring o'er the rocky walls	C
Dusky hunters sat and wondered listening to the spirits' calls	C
Ha ha cried the warrior greeting from afar the cataract's roar	I
Ha ha rolled the answer beating down the rock ribbed leagues of shore	I
Now alas the bow and quiver and the dusky braves have fled	J
And the sullen shackled river drives the droning mills instead	J
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Where the war whoop rose and after women wailed their warriors slain	K
List the Saxon's silvery laughter and his humming hives of gain	K
Swiftly sped the tawny runner o'er the pathless prairies then	L
Now the iron reindeer sooner carries weal or woe to men	L
On thy bosom Royal River silent sped the birch canoe	M
Bearing brave with bow and quiver on his way to war or woo	M
Now with flaunting flags and streamers mighty monsters of the deep	N
Lo the puffing panting steamers through thy foaming waters sweep	N
And behold the grain fields golden where the bison grazed of eld	J
See the fanes of forests olden by the ruthless Saxon felled	J
Plumed pines that spread their shadows ere Columbus spread his sails	C
Firs that fringed the mossy meadows ere the Mayflower braved the gales	C
Iron oaks that nourished bruin while the Vikings roamed the main	K
Crashing fall in broken ruin for the greedy marts of gain	K
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Still forever and forever rolls the restless river on	O
Slumbering oft but ceasing never while the circling centuries run	H
In his palm the lakelet lingers in his hair the brooklets hide	J
Grasped within his thousand fingers lies a continent fair and wide	J
Yea a mighty empire swarming with its millions like the bees	C
Delving drudging striving storming all their lives for golden ease	C
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Still methinks the dusky shadows of the days that are no more	I
Stalk around the lakes and meadows haunting oft the wonted shore	I
Hunters from the land of spirits seek the bison and the deer	P
Where the Saxon now inherits golden field and silver mere	P
And beside the mound where buried lies the dark eyed maid he loves	C
Some tall warrior wan and wearied in the misty moonlight moves	C
See he stands erect and lingers stoic still but loth to go	E
Clutching in his tawny fingers feathered shaft and polished bow	Q
Never wail or moan he utters and no tear is on his face	C
But a warrior's curse he mutters on the crafty Saxon race	C
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O thou dark mysterious River speak and tell thy tales to me	A
Seal not up thy lips forever veiled in mist and mystery	A
I will sit and lowly listen at the phantom haunted falls	C
Where thy waters foam and glisten o'er the rugged rocky walls	C
Till some spirit of the olden mystic weird romantic days	C
Shall emerge and pour her golden tales and legends through my lays	C
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Then again the elk and bison on thy grassy banks shall feed	J
And along the low horizon shall the plumed hunter speed	J
Then again on lake and river shall the silent birch canoe	M
Bear the brave with bow and quiver on his way to war or woo	M
Then the beaver on the meadow shall rebuild his broken wall	R
And the wolf shall chase his shadow and his mate the panther call	R
From the prairies and the regions where the pine plumed forest grows	C
Shall arise the tawny legions with their lances and their bows	C
And again the cries of battle shall resound along the plain	K
Bows shall twang and quivers rattle women wail their warriors slain	K
And by lodge fire lowly burning shall the mother from afar	S
List her warrior's steps returning from the daring deeds of war	I

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