Then Nokomis, the old woman,
Spake and said to Minnehaha,
"'Tis the Moon when leaves are falling;
All the wild rice has been gathered,
And the maize is ripe and ready,
Let us gather in the harvest,
Let us wrestle with Mondamin,
Strip him of his plumes and tassels,
Of his garments, green and yellow."

HENRY W. LONGFELLOW.