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The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem
The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem
The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem
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"The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem" by Silas Tertius Rand
Silas Tertius Rand was a Canadian Baptist clergyman, missionary, ethnologist, linguist, and translator. His work primarily focused on his home country and his love for it. In this poem, he steps into the shoes of the Canadian indigenous populations. As settlers came to the north, many native men and women were forced to relocate. This text pays some respect and takes a beautiful look at the Canadian wilderness.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherGood Press
Release dateDec 19, 2019
ISBN4064066137595
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    The Dying Indian's Dream - Silas Tertius Rand

    Silas Tertius Rand

    The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

    Published by Good Press, 2019

    goodpress@okpublishing.info

    EAN 4064066137595

    Table of Contents

    I.

    II.

    III.

    IV.

    V.

    VI.

    VII.

    VIII.

    IX.

    X.

    XI.

    XII.

    Psalmus XXIII.

    Psalmus C.

    Nearer My God to Thee.

    Rock of Ages Cleft for Me.

    Jesus Refuge of My Soul!

    Abide With Me, Fast Falls the Eventide.

    Just as I Am Without One Plea.

    I.

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    Upon his bed of clay,

    Wasting away,

    Day after day,

    A sick and suffering Indian lay:

    No lordly Chieftain he,

    Of boasted pedigree,

    Or famed for bravery

    In battle, or for cruelty;

    He was of low degree,

    The child of poverty,

    And from his infancy,

    Inured to hardship, toil and pains;

    He was a Hunter, bold and free,

    Of famed

    Acadia’s

    plains.

    He’d roamed at will,

    O’er rock and hill,

    And every spot he knew,

    Of forest wide,

    Of mountain side,

    Of bush and brake,

    Of

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