RAIN SONG
Motive I
To be read withthe vigorousbeat of dancerhythm.God of the Thunders, Thunder-GodHear thou our medicine rattles!Hear! Hear our sounding drums!Hi! Our medicine bag on yonder rockHas a power, a big-good medicine power—Three silver scales of the Great Sea Monster—Ho! Big rain-medicine! Strong rain-medicine! Ho!Ugh! Behold! On the rock by the stream the BeastHas placed three scales from his slimy belly—Ho! Big medicine! Ho! Strong medicine!—Silver scales of the Big Sea Monster!Hi! Spirit-of-Thunder, come in thy fury,Come with thy wet winds, come with thy many waters;Come in thy wrath against thy foeThat taunts thee there with his filthy poison.All the children of the earth are good,Heap-good in the heart to the Thunders;All the children of the earth are bitter—Ugh!—hitter to thy foe, the Demon!—We spit!—Behold! we spit on him!Come with a heart that is good to thy children—Ho! And big-many waters and heap-much rain!Come with a heart that is bad to our enemy—
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