The Stars Dehn-Dek and Mah-Oh-Rah (Wyandot)
Dehn-dek (to Oh-tsch-eh-stah, the mother):
She arises from the ground!
In a far land Mah-oh-rah walks before us!
She comes to the great city and stands before its gates!
Our Grandmother looks upon her! She who fell down from heaven,... lies upon her couch and beholds Mah-oh-rah.
She goes to the Land of Little People; she goes through the old city in which our fathers were saved.
Get thee down in haste and bring her again to her own people.
Dehn-dek (to Our Grandmother):
Give again into my arms the daughter gone to the Land of the Little People!
She stood here in this hour, but is gone on the lonely way to that land.
Your children mourn for her; they cut themselves for grief!
Let her return with me to our own land.
Our Grandmother:
Mah-oh-rah stood indeed before me!
She was pale and faint from the journey!
The Hooh-kehs drew her back in their power!
She went out from my presence to return to her own people.
Two torches she bore aloft to make clear the way.
(Dehn-dek goes out in pursuit of his daughter.)
Our Grandmother (watching the pursuit):
They go into the sky!
From that land are we cast down forever!
And another land is made for us.
Let them be made stars.
Now shall they be made stars to shine forever there.
And their journey shall never cease!