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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

On the War-path

Frank S. Gordon

From “Along the South Star Trail”
Tribal Songs from the South-west

HEY—ye!

Hey!

Hey—now go, gather, gather living arrows, gather!

Stand ye in the white dawn—

Crouch, spring, run!

Hey now, plume feather, feather—eagle flying feather—

Strike ye in the red dawn!

Crouch, spring, run!

Hey, now pray power of storm!

Hey, now pray lightning’s bolt!

Hey, now pray power of flint!

Hey, now pray weather, weather—war-like stormy weather!

Slay ye in the yellow dawn—

Crouch, spring, run!

Hey, now go, gather, gather, bleeding bonnets gather—huh!