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LOVE SONG OF THE OMAHAS.
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Come and be my moonlight,
I will be thy day!—
Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
O behold me nigh!
Now the sun is rising;
Now the shadows fly;
Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
Hear thy lover's cry!