‘O my sweetheart, my Algonquin!’

‘Far away, away,’ I answered,

‘Very far away,’ I answered,

‘Ah me! is my native country,

O my sweetheart, my Algonquin!’

“When I looked back to behold him,

Where we parted, to behold him,

After me he still was gazing,

O my sweetheart, my Algonquin!

“By the tree he still was standing,