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Rh Slowly followed old Osseo,

With fair Oweenee beside him;

All the others chatted gayly,

These two only walked in silence.

"At the western sky Osseo

Gazed intent, as if imploring,

Often stopped and gazed imploring

At the trembling Star of Evening,

At the tender Star of Woman;

And they heard him murmur softly,

'Ah, showain nemeshin, Nosa!

Pity, pity me, my father!'

Listen!' said the eldest sister,

'He is praying to his father!

What a pity that the old man

Does not stumble in the pathway,

Does not break his neck by falling!'

And they laughed till all the forest

Rang with their unseemly laughter.

"On their pathway through the woodlands