隅梧兆各��The Blue Juniata
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Wild rov¨d an Indian girl, bright Alfarata,
Where sweep the waters of the blue Juniata.
Swift as an antelope, through the forest going,
Loose were her jetty locks in wavy tresses flowing.
Gay was the mountain song of bright Alfarata,
Where sweep the waters of the blue Juniata.
Strong and true my arrows are in my painted quiver,
Swift goes my light canoe on down the rapid river.
Bold is my warrior good, the love of Alfarata,
Proud waves his snowy plume along the Juniata.
Soft and low he speaks to me, then his war-cry sounding,
Rings his voice in thunder loud, from height to height resounding.
So sang the Indian girl, bright Alfarata,
Where sweep the waters of the blue Juniata.
Fleeting years have borne away the voice of Alfarata,
Still sweeps the river on, the blue Juniata.
‐The Blue Juniata/�犢慘蔦贈�
• 油惜蕗
• 鈍弼科榊嶝
• 厘議弌諮概
• 鈍弼汽刺砿
• 忖銚梧
• 髄散塗斤
• 弌侑牽
• 笹魚敬
• 紗匯紗方匯方
• 厘嗤匯倖丶三
• 表議椎匯円
• 鋒状阻