Tecumseh : a Drama by Charles Mair
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TARHAY. I'll lead them; they are wild with eagerness.
But fill my cold and empty cabin first With light and heat! You know I love your niece, And have the promise of her hand to-night. PROPHET. She shall be yours! (_To the braves_) Go bring her here at once--But, look! Fulfilment of my promise comes In her own person. _Enter_ IENA _and_ MAMATEE. Welcome, my sweet niece! You have forestalled my message by these braves, And come unbidden to your wedding place. IENA. Uncle! you know my heart is far away-- PROPHET. But still your hand is here! this little hand! (_Pulling her forward_) IENA. Dare you enforce a weak and helpless girl, Who thought to move you by her misery? Stand back! I have a message for you too. What means the war-like song, the dance of braves, And bustle in our town? |
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