A blood-red ring hung round the moon, Hung round the moon. Ah me! Ah me! I heard the piping of the loon, A wounded loon. Ah me! And yet [the]1 eagle feathers rare I, trembling, wove in my brave’s hair. He left me in the early morn, The early morn. Ah me! Ah me! The feathers swayed like stately corn, So like the corn. Ah me! A fierce wind swept across the plain, The stately corn was snapt in twain. They crushed in blood the hated race, The hated race. Ah me! Ah me! I only clasped a cold blind face, His cold, dead face. Ah me! [The]2 blood-red ring hangs in my sight, I hear the loon cry every night.
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Confirmed with John Edward Logan (Barry Dane), Verses by John Edward Logan, Montreal: The Pen and Pencil Club, 1916, page 1.1 Coleridge-Taylor: "those"
2 Coleridge-Taylor: "A"
- by John Edward Logan (1852 - 1915), as Barry Dane, "Indian Woman's Lament" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Samuel Coleridge-Taylor (1875 - 1912), "A blood-red ring", op. 37 (Six songs) no. 3 (1898), published 1899 [ voice and piano ], Novello [sung text checked 1 time]
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