Indian Song
The fire on the hearth is the woman's fire,
Yellow and warm and pale with desire;
But the fire on the hill beneath the trees
Is red and green against men's knees.
The indoor fire is dim with tears,
Nursing women and their fears;
The campfire, flaring to a star,
Fans the wind where hunters are.
Yellow and warm and pale with desire;
But the fire on the hill beneath the trees
Is red and green against men's knees.
The indoor fire is dim with tears,
Nursing women and their fears;
The campfire, flaring to a star,
Fans the wind where hunters are.
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