The Midal Charm.

In a white canoe

The river takes her home

Tired and alone

With her chin on her knees

She dreams about someone,

Looks quietly around.

A kuk hymn utters

From the mouths of birds,

The sun shines through the trees,

And somewhere someone

Is rising in song:

"Pick the tree-leaf

And slip it in your hair,

Wear me round your neck,

Then I'll come

To pull you along."

And in the trees

She sees the painted leaf

In spider's web,

And with the edge of a smile

Sings:

"The rooster's tail feather

Is spinning in the scented wind;

Let the river take me on."