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Their chief greeted him …
“Why does the stripling watch us, as idle as a girl?”
He said: “I would go along with you.”
“Has the boy any fighting gear?” asked the chieftain.
“My warriors have no arms for you.”
And the youth showed his sword, and the chieftain felt of it.
“A true sword,” said the chieftain, “but a sword for a man.”
“I shall grow a man, using it!” cried the youth.
The warriors smiled, but they accepted him. . .
He bore his share of a canoe on his shoulder,
And marched in the hot sun across the naked land …
And as his shadow his Mother marched close to him in the sun.
“Why does the stripling watch us, as idle as a girl?”
He said: “I would go along with you.”
“Has the boy any fighting gear?” asked the chieftain.
“My warriors have no arms for you.”
And the youth showed his sword, and the chieftain felt of it.
“A true sword,” said the chieftain, “but a sword for a man.”
“I shall grow a man, using it!” cried the youth.
The warriors smiled, but they accepted him. . .
He bore his share of a canoe on his shoulder,
And marched in the hot sun across the naked land …
And as his shadow his Mother marched close to him in the sun.
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