Kind affection, Junaluska
Gave to parting Whippoorwill,
As he sauntered from the wigwam,
Wandering toward the rugged rill.
Now the silence so unbroken
Starts a tear-drop in each eye,
And the gentle passing zephyr
Gathered up the lover’s sigh,
And the sighs were borne to heaven,
Like as lovers' sighs ascend,