Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
The Song of Hiawatha
“ And she called her name Wenonah,As the first-born of her daughters.And the daughter of NokomisGrew up like the prairie lilies,Grew a tall and slender maiden,With the beauty of the moonlight,With the beauty of the starlight.And Nokomis warned her often,Saying oft, and oft repeating,“Oh, beware of Mudjekeewis,Of the West-Wind, Mudjekeewis;Listen not to what he tells you;Lie not down upon the meadow,Stoop not down among the lilies,Lest the West-Wind come and harm you!” ”
