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I
Whether ye came because the leprous hand
Of servitude was knocking at your door;
Or that Nez Perces forth from their far land
Had sent their braves to eastward searching for
The White Man’s Book of Heaven; or whether lust
Of way-wide wandering hung upon your soul,
Till earth’s far vacant places summoned loud;
Or golden lure of dust,
Garnered in granaries of rocks, claimed toll,
Returning thousand-fold—or else a shroud:
IV
What purposes soe’er, what high resolves
Had set your feet to walk in company,
Guessed ye, “On us God’s mighty will devolves
The fate of all the West with its calm sea’?
Or did ye ponder, plodding ’cross the flat
Monotony of prairie stretching out
To greet the same horizon day by day,
How by the shallow Platte
Ye wove the cincture lengthening slow about
Man’s globe, linking the nation close for aye?