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by Unknown

Of red Camanches are hot on the track

When once they strike it. Let the sun go down

Soon, very soon,” muttered bearded old Revels

As he peered at the sun, lying low on his back,

Holding fast to his lasso; then he jerked at his steed,

And sprang to his feet, and glanced swiftly around,

And then dropped, as if shot, with his ear to the ground,—

Then again to his feet and to me, to my bride,

While his eyes were like fire, his face like a shroud,

His form like a king, and his beard like a cloud,