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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386612" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The quill worker</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Plains, plains, and the prairie land which the sunlight floods and fills, <br>To the north the open country, southward the Cyprus Hills; <br>Never a bit of woodland, never a rill that flows, <br>Only a stretch of cactus beds, and the wild, sweet prairie rose; <br>Never a habitation, save where in the far south-west <br>A solitary tepee lifts its solitary crest, <br>Where Neykia in the doorway, crouched in the red sunshine, <br>Broiders her buckskin mantle with the quills of the porcupine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neykia, the Sioux chief's daughter, she with the foot that flies, <br>She with the hair of midnight and the wondrous midnight eyes, <br>She with the deft brown fingers, she with the soft, slow smile, <br>She with the voice of velvet and the thoughts that dream the while,-- <br>&quot;Whence come the vague to-morrows? Where do the yesters fly? <br>What is beyond the border of the prairie and the sky? <br>Does the maid in the Land of Morning sit in the red sunshine, <br>Broidering her buckskin mantle with the quills of the porcupine?&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Neykia, in the westland, wonders and works away, <br>Far from the fret and folly of the &quot;Land of Waking Day.&quot; <br>And many the pale-faced trader who stops at the tepee door <br>For a smile from the sweet, shy worker, and a sigh when the hour is o'er. <br>For they know of a young red hunter who oftentimes has stayed <br>To rest and smoke with her father, tho' his eyes were on the maid; <br>And the moons will not be many ere she in the red sunshine <br>Will broider his buckskin mantle with the quills of the porcupine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Pauline+Johnson">Emily Pauline Johnson</a><div class=q>
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To the north the open country, southward the Cyprus Hills; 
Never a bit of woodland, never a rill that flows, 
Only a stretch of cactus beds, and the wild, sweet prairie ro..."></div>
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