The Oriental Herald and Journal of General Literature
Book format: An electronic version of a printed book that can be read on a computer or handheld device designed specifically for this purpose.
Publisher: Date:8/4/2009 - General Books LLC
By: James Silk Buckingham
Excerpt from book: THE DESERT HORSEMAN.1 Îhe lightning glared, and the wild wind blew, And the hurtling thunder broke, And awfully black the storm-clouds grew Beneath each wrathful stroke : When the Warrior Chief of the wild wood sprung On the desert's coal-black steed Oh ! fearfully then the dark skies rung As they trump'd the awful deed ! The plumes of the eagle wared o'er his brow, And his tomahawk glistened bright, And his bended bow and his arrows now Were ready for the fight : The scalping-knife hung at his wampum belt, And his mantle loosely flowed Oh ! who may tell what the Warrior felt As thus with the winds he rode ? On, on to the desert !Hegon's eye 'Mid the gloom like a meteor burned, When the furnace fire of the midnight sky To cavern darkness turned : And his war-whoop pealed through the pathless wood As he hurried madly on : And the wild horse dashed through marsh and flood Oh ! where hath the Chieftain gone ? Hark !'us the shout of the Indian band That rises loud behind : And the Warrior lifts his blood-red hand, And hurries with the wind Through the haunted glen and the trampled dell, And the woodland plain of gore, Where his Huron foes in the battle fell A thousand years before. And he vanishes by the hallowed vale Where his fathers' sepulchres lay, And a thousand ghosts with whoop and wail Do hurry him on his way, While the lightnings flare and the thunders break, And the dark gale howls along Yet the Chieftain's heart it doth not quake, But he bears him high and strong. On, oh to the desert !wildly bend The moaning woods around, And the thick ravines of the mountains send A hollow death-like sound : 1 Founded on a tradition of the Oueida Indians. And the beasts of the for...