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70 Forth into the flush of sunset

Came, and wrestled with Mondamin;

At his touch he felt new courage

Throbbing in his brain and bosom,

Felt new life and hope and vigor

Run through every nerve and fibre.

So they wrestled there together

In the glory of the sunset,

And the more they strove and struggled,

Stronger still grew Hiawatha;

Till the darkness fell around them,

And the heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah,

From her haunts among the fen-lands,

Gave a cry of lamentation,

Gave a scream of pain and famine.

T is enough!" then said Mondamin,

Smiling upon Hiawatha,

"But to-morrow, when the sun sets,

I will come again to try you."

And he vanished, and was seen not;