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Songs of the Tewa, by Herbert Joseph Spinden, [1933], at

p. 74


Oh, somewhere yonder in the west
You go away to gather wood.
And now you shout and now you sing.
Oh yes, I remember! Abruptly you left me!
Laughing was I, nevertheless, you left me!

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