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I draw to a close Solemn & gloomy is the tho't that of all the Indian Nations who once occupied America are nearly Gone! Powerfull in war & Sage in peace, the Chiefs now sleep with their heroic deeds silent, in the bosom of the Earth! It was not their destiny to become great. There Council fires could not be united into one, [[lined out: & for a great one]] as the chat of a great empire. It was for strangers to effect this, and necessity now compels the last Remnants to | I draw to a close Solemn & gloomy is the tho't that of all the Indian Nations who [[lined out: was]] once occupied America are nearly Gone! Powerfull in war & Sage in peace, the Chiefs now sleep with their heroic deeds silent, in the bosom of the Earth! It was not their destiny to become great. There Council fires could not be united into one, [[lined out: & for a great one]] as the chat of a great empire. It was for strangers to effect this, and necessity now compels the last Remnants to look to it for protection. It is time we govern ourselves, but yet we live in fear. We are urged by these strangers to make | ||
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which surrounded me on all sides here dispersed. My heart received the rays of civilisation & my intellect expanded & took a wider range, My superstition vanished & began to reason correctly, lined out: I saw the Earth "Curious to view the Kings of ancient days." "The mighty dead the live in endless praises."
I draw to a close Solemn & gloomy is the tho't that of all the Indian Nations who lined out: was once occupied America are nearly Gone! Powerfull in war & Sage in peace, the Chiefs now sleep with their heroic deeds silent, in the bosom of the Earth! It was not their destiny to become great. There Council fires could not be united into one, lined out: & for a great one as the chat of a great empire. It was for strangers to effect this, and necessity now compels the last Remnants to look to it for protection. It is time we govern ourselves, but yet we live in fear. We are urged by these strangers to make