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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409760" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Revenge of Rain-in-the-Face</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that desolate land and lone,<br>Where the Big Horn and Yellowstone<br>Roar down their mountain path,<br>By their fires the Sioux Chiefs<br>Muttered their woes and griefs<br>And the menace of their wrath. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Revenge!&quot; cried Rain-in-the-Face,<br>&quot;Revenue upon all the race<br>Of the White Chief with yellow hair!&quot;<br>And the mountains dark and high<br>From their crags re-echoed the cry<br>Of his anger and despair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the meadow, spreading wide<br>By woodland and riverside<br>The Indian village stood;<br>All was silent as a dream,<br>Save the rushing a of the stream<br>And the blue-jay in the wood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In his war paint and his beads,<br>Like a bison among the reeds,<br>In ambush the Sitting Bull<br>Lay with three thousand braves<br>Crouched in the clefts and caves,<br>Savage, unmerciful! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Into the fatal snare<br>The White Chief with yellow hair<br>And his three hundred men<br>Dashed headlong, sword in hand;<br>But of that gallant band<br>Not one returned again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sudden darkness of death<br>Overwhelmed them like the breath<br>And smoke of a furnace fire:<br>By the river's bank, and between<br>The rocks of the ravine,<br>They lay in their bloody attire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the foemen fled in the night,<br>And Rain-in-the-Face, in his flight<br>Uplifted high in air<br>As a ghastly trophy, bore<br>The brave heart, that beat no more,<br>Of the White Chief with yellow hair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whose was the right and the wrong?<br>Sing it, O funeral song,<br>With a voice that is full of tears,<br>And say that our broken faith<br>Wrought all this ruin and scathe,<br>In the Year of a Hundred Years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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Where the Big Horn and Yellowstone
Roar down their mountain path,
By their fires the Sioux Chiefs
Muttered their woes and griefs
And the menace of their wrath. 

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