The sea is tolling and the mer-folk weeping:
Sailed, sailed away;
Sailed the soul with its life-laded burthen,
Mourned, mourned the clay.
PART OF THE NEW ENGLAND LAMENT.
ON THE KILLING OF SITTING BULL, 1891.
Sitting Bull and the other Sioux
Lived in the land where the blizzards blioux,
And they grioux, and they grioux, and they grioux!—
Till one day they shot him thrioux