. A legend of the sand dunes, Cape Henry, Virginia. of long ago,No mighty sand dunes sloped to meet the forest stretched from shore to lea,Like armed legion holding banners low;And neath its glimmering, golden dotted, natures forest children free from whom the sea, the still expectant tensely waiting Earth a warming made. All nature, thrilling, breathed a prophecy,When from afar there came a warlike craft,Well manned with seaworn sailors fore and freighted to the helm with in a dream the Princess watched it at the arm

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. A legend of the sand dunes, Cape Henry, Virginia. of long ago,No mighty sand dunes sloped to meet the forest stretched from shore to lea,Like armed legion holding banners low;And neath its glimmering, golden dotted, natures forest children free from whom the sea, the still expectant tensely waiting Earth a warming made. All nature, thrilling, breathed a prophecy,When from afar there came a warlike craft,Well manned with seaworn sailors fore and freighted to the helm with in a dream the Princess watched it at the armed warriors fair,Were they Sun Gods with flowing golden hair?But gods, or men, her race knew naught of fear. Their valiant leader kneeling kissed her far off seas he came, but not as foe;Then to the Indian Chief she bade him go,And crave of him a welcome to the , he bowed, Oh! Chief, full many a dayWeve battled with the waves, the wind, the rain,Prepared to die, or else this quest to gain,Your welcome for my weary men I pray. ^^.

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