Song for the Passing of Beautiful Women (Paiute)
SONG FOR THE PASSING OF BEAUTIFUL WOMEN
FROM THE PAIUTE
Go thy way in comeliness!
Strong sun across the sod doth make
Such quickening as thy countenance.
Strong sun across the sod doth make
Such quickening as thy countenance.
Pursue thy unguessed errand and pass by;
I am more worth for what thy passing wakes,
Great races in my loins to thee that cry!
My blood is redder for thy loveliness.
Prosper; be fair; pass by!