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SUSQUEHANNAH AND LACKAWANNA. 151
Pass on in the joy of thy blended tide,
Through the land where the blessed Miquon* died;
No red man's blood with its guilty stain
Hath cried unto God from that broad domain
With the seeds of peace they have sown the soil,
Bring a harvest of wealth for their hour of toil.
On, on, through the vale where the brave ones sleep,
Where the waving foliage is rich and deep ;
I have stood on the mountain and roam'd through the
glen
To the beautiful homes of the western men, Yet nought in that realm of enchantment could see So fair as this vale of Wyoming to me.
- A name given by the Aborigines to their friend, William Penn.
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