--- title: The Feast of the Virgins., part 5 — Legends of the Northwest · full text with trees description: The Feast of the Virgins., part 5, «Legends of the Northwest» by Hanford Lennox Gordon: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: 'Twas sunrise; the spirits of mist trailed their white robes on dewy savannas, And the flowers raised their heads to be kissed --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/12/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Legends of the Northwest](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/) / The Feast of the Virgins., part 5 # The Feast of the Virgins., part 5 The Feast of the Virgins., part 5 of «Legends of the Northwest» by Hanford Lennox Gordon: the whole text, 102 sentences and 2758 words. The small number after every sentence leads to its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself. **1** [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/12/page/2/) 'Twas sunrise; the spirits of mist trailed their white robes on dewy savannas, And the flowers raised their heads to be kissed by the first golden beams of the morning.[1](1/ "tree and pragmatics") The breeze was abroad with the breath of the rose of the Isles of the Summer, And the humming-bird hummed on the heath from his home in the land of the rain-bow.[2](2/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] 'Twas the morn of departure.[3](3/ "tree and pragmatics") Duluth stood alone by the roar of the Ha-ha; Tall and fair in the strength of his youth stood the blue-eyed and fair-bearded Frenchman.[4](4/ "tree and pragmatics") A rustle of robes on the grass broke his dream as he mused by the waters, And, turning, he looked on the face of Winona, wild rose of the prairies, Half hid in her forest of hair, like the round, golden moon in the pine tops.[5](5/ "tree and pragmatics") Admiring he gazed--she was fair as his own blooming Flore in her orchards, With her golden locks loose on the air, like the gleam of the sun through the olives, Far away on the vine-covered shore, in the sun-favored land of his fathers. "[6](6/ "tree and pragmatics") Lists the chief to the cataract's roar for the mournful lament of the Spirit?"[7](7/ "tree and pragmatics") \[b\] Said Winona,--"The wail of the sprite for her babe and its father unfaithful, Is heard in the midst of the night, when the moon wanders dim in the heavens."[8](8/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] The Dakotas say the humming-bird comes from the "land of the rain-bow."[9](9/ "tree and pragmatics") \[b\] See Legend of the Falls or Note 28--Appendix.[10](10/ "tree and pragmatics") "Wild-Rose of the Prairies," he said, "DuLuth listens not to the Ha-ha, For the wail of the ghost of the dead, for her babe and its father unfaithful; But he lists to a voice in his heart that is heard by the ear of no other, And to-day will the White Chief depart --he returns to the land of the sunrise." "[11](11/ "tree and pragmatics") Let Winona depart with the chief, --she will kindle the fire in his teepee; For long are the days of her grief, if she stay in the tee of Ta-té-psin," She replied and her cheeks were aflame with the bloom of the wild prairie lilies. "[12](12/ "tree and pragmatics") Tanké, \[a\] is the White Chief to blame?" said DuLuth to the blushing Winona. "[13](13/ "tree and pragmatics") The White Chief is blameless," she said, "but the heart of Winona will follow Wherever thy footsteps may lead, O blue-eyed brave Chief of the white men.[14](14/ "tree and pragmatics") For her mother sleeps long in the mound, and a step-mother rules in the teepee.[15](15/ "tree and pragmatics") And her father, once strong and renowned, is bent with the weight of his winters.[16](16/ "tree and pragmatics") No longer he handles the spear, --no longer his swift, humming arrows Overtake the fleet feet of the deer, or the bear of the woods, or the bison; But he bends as he walks, and the wind shakes his white hair and hinders his footsteps; And soon will he leave me behind, without brother or sister or kindred.[17](17/ "tree and pragmatics") The doe scents the wolf in the wind, and a wolf walks the path of Winona.[18](18/ "tree and pragmatics") Three times have the gifts for the bride \[25\] to the lodge of Ta-té-psin been carried.[19](19/ "tree and pragmatics") But the voice of Winona replied that she liked not the haughty Tamdóka.[20](20/ "tree and pragmatics") And thrice were the gifts sent away, but the tongue of the mother protested, And the were wolf \[52\] still follows his prey, abides but the death of my father."[21](21/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] My Sister.[22](22/ "tree and pragmatics") "I pity Winona," he said, "but my path is a pathway of danger, And long is the trail for the maid to the far-away land of the sunrise; And few are the braves of my band, and the braves of Tamdóka are many; But soon I return to the land, and a cloud of my hunters will follow.[23](23/ "tree and pragmatics") When the cold winds of winter return, and toss the white robes of the prairies, The fire of the White Chief will burn in his lodge at the Meeting-of-Waters; \[a\] And when from the Sunrise again comes the chief of the suns of the Morning, Many moons will his hunters remain in the land of the friendly Dakotas.[24](24/ "tree and pragmatics") The son of Chief Wazí-kuté guides the White Chief afar on his journey; Nor long on the Tonka Medé \[b\] --on the breast of the blue, bounding billows-- Shall the bark of the Frenchman delay, but his pathway shall kindle behind him."[25](25/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] Mendota, properly \_Mdó-tè\_--meaning the outlet of lake or river into another, commonly applied to the region about Fort Snelling.[26](26/ "tree and pragmatics") \[b\] Tonka Mede--Great Lake, i.e. Lake Superior.[27](27/ "tree and pragmatics") The Dakotas seem to have had no other name for it.[28](28/ "tree and pragmatics") They generally referred to it as \_Mini-ya-ta--There at the water.[29](29/ "tree and pragmatics") She was pale, and her hurried voice swelled with alarm as she questioned replying "Tamdóka thy guide? --I beheld thy death in his face at the races\![30](30/ "tree and pragmatics") He covers his heart with a smile, but revenge never sleeps in his bosom; His tongue--it is soft to beguile; but beware of the pur of the panther\![31](31/ "tree and pragmatics") For death, like a shadow, will walk by thy side in the midst of the forest, Or follow thy path like a hawk on the trail of a wounded Mastinca.[32](32/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] A son of Unktéhee is he, --the Chief of the crafty magicians; They have plotted thy death; I foresee, and thy trail, it is red in the forest; Beware of Tamdóka,--beware.[33](33/ "tree and pragmatics") Slumber not like the grouse of the woodlands, With head under wing, for the glare of the eyes that sleep not are upon thee."[34](34/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] The rabbit.[35](35/ "tree and pragmatics") The Dakotas called the Crees "Mastincapi"--Rabbits.[36](36/ "tree and pragmatics") "Winona, fear not," said Duluth, "for I carry the fire of Wakínyan, \[a\] And strong is the arm of my youth, and stout are the hearts of my warriors; But Winona has spoken the truth, and the heart of the White Chief is thankful.[37](37/ "tree and pragmatics") Hide this in thy bosom, dear maid, --'tis the crucified Christ of the white men.[38](38/ "tree and pragmatics") \[b\] Lift thy voice to his spirit in need, and his spirit will hear thee and answer; For often he comes to my aid; he is stronger than all the Dakotas; And the Spirits of evil, afraid, hide away when he looks from the heavens."[39](39/ "tree and pragmatics") In her swelling brown bosom she hid the crucified Jesus in silver; "Niwástè," \[c\] she sadly replied; in her low voice the rising tears trembled; Her dewy eyes turned she aside, and she slowly returned to the teepees.[40](40/ "tree and pragmatics") But still on the swift river's strand, admiring the graceful Winona, As she gathered, with brown, dimpled hand, her hair from the wind, stood the Frenchman.[41](41/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] i.e. a fire arm which the Dakotas compare to the roar of the wings of the Thunder-bird and the fiery arrows he shoots.[42](42/ "tree and pragmatics") \[b\] Duluth was a devout Catholic.[43](43/ "tree and pragmatics") \[c\] Nee-wahshtay--Thou art good.[44](44/ "tree and pragmatics") To bid the brave White Chief adieu, on the shady shore gathered the warriors; His glad boatmen manned the canoe, and the oars in their hands were impatient.[45](45/ "tree and pragmatics") Spake the Chief of Isántees, --"A feast will await the return of my brother In peace rose the sun in the East, in peace in the West he descended.[46](46/ "tree and pragmatics") May the feet of my brother be swift, till they bring him again to our teepees; The red pipe he takes as a gift, may he smoke that red pipe many winters.[47](47/ "tree and pragmatics") At my lodge-fire his pipe shall be lit, when the White Chief returns to Kathága; On the robes of my tee shall he sit, he shall smoke with the chiefs of my people.[48](48/ "tree and pragmatics") The brave love the brave; and his son sends the Chief as a guide for his brother, By the way of the Wákpa Wakán \[a\] to the Chief at the Lake of the Spirits.[49](49/ "tree and pragmatics") \[a\] Spirit River, now called \_Rum\_ River.[50](50/ "tree and pragmatics") As light as the foot-steps of dawn are the feet of the stealthy Tamdóka, And he fears not the Máza Wakán; \[a\] he is sly as the fox of the forest.[51](51/ "tree and pragmatics") When he dances the dance of red war all the hungry wolves howl by the Big Sea, \[b\] For they scent on the south-wind afar their feast on the bones of Ojibways."[52](52/ "tree and pragmatics") Thrice the Chief puffed the red pipe of peace, ere it passed to the lips of the Frenchman.[53](53/ "tree and pragmatics") Spake DuLuth,--"May the Great Spirit bless with abundance the Chief and his people; May their sons and their daughters increase, and the fire ever burn in their teepees."[54](54/ "tree and pragmatics") Then he waved with a flag his adieu to the Chief and the warriors assembled; And away shot Tamdóka's canoe to the strokes of ten sinewy hunters; And a white path he clove up the blue, bubbling stream of the swift Mississippi; And away on his foaming trail flew, like a Sea-Gull the bark of the Frenchman.[55](55/ "tree and pragmatics") Then merrily rose the blithe song of the \_voyageurs\_ homeward returning, And thus, as they glided along, sang the bugle-voiced boatmen in chorus:[56](56/ "tree and pragmatics") **1** [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/12/page/2/) - ← previous: [The Feast of the Virgins., part 4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/11/) - next →: [page 2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/12/page/2/) - ↑ back to [Legends of the Northwest](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg8122/)