Cherokee Phoenix and Indians' Advocate
Wednesday, March 31, 1830
Vol. II, no. 50
Page 4, col. 1a

POETRY
        From the U. S. Gazette

 Tune!-"Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled."

 Land where brightest waters flow;
 Land where loveliest forest grow;
 Where the warrior bent the bow;
    Native land farewell!

 He, who made yon stream and tree,
 Made the white, the red man free-
 Save the Indian's home to be
    Where our fathers dwelt.

 Have the waters ceased to flow?
 Have the forests ceased to grow?
 Why should brothers bid us go
    From our native homes?

 Here in infancy we played;
 Here our happy wigwams made;
 Here our fathers' bones are laid;-
    Must we leave them all?

 White men tell us God is high,
 Pure and just in yonder sky,
 Will not, then, his searching eye
    See the Indian's wrong?

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