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ZUNI RITUAL POETRY 



[ETH. ANN. 47 



25 Your life-giving road goes forth. 



None of you are missing, 



But all staj' quietly. 



Perpetuating your rite according to 



the first beginning, 

 You live. 

 30 My fathers, 



Life-giving priest, 



With none missing, you live. 



Yonder my sacred word will reacli. 

 35 To you I speak my sacred words. 



My fathers, 



Life-giving priest, 



Perpetuating your rite according to 

 the first beginning, 



You live. 

 40 Here at Itiwana we live. 



Here in the daj-light we live. 



My fathers, 



Life-giving priest, 

 45 Where none are missing. 



You live. 



Listen to my sacred words. 



There you live. 



To you I speak. 



Mindful of my words, 

 50 My country, 



Itiwana, 



Cover with your clouds, 



Cover with your rains, 

 55 All of your children preserve. 



Reaching to Dawn Lake, 

 May our roads be fulfilled. 

 May we grow old 

 60 May our peoples' roads aU be ful- 

 filled. 

 May they be preserved. 



25 i;o"na'wan o'na ya-na^il o'nealan 

 a''naiye 



el kwa tcu'hol i'metcam'e. 



te'mla fi'nan la'Eiye 



yam ko'nhoi tci'miEa'kowa te'lia'- 

 na 



Ion a-'teaiye. 

 30 hom a-'tatcu 



o'naya'najfa a*'ciwan'i 



el kwa tcu'hol i'metcam-e 



ton a'teaiye. 



la'Eon te'wu'su pena' te"tcina 

 35 lo"na ho' le'wusu a''wampe'ye'a. 



hom a-'tatcu 



o'naya-nalfa a''ciwan"i 



yam ko"nhol tci'Ea'kowa te'lia'na 



ton a"'teaiye. 

 40 liJa i'tiwan-a hon a''teaiye 



le'Eohanan hon a-'teaiye 



hom a-'tatcu 



o'na ya'naka a"'ciwan'i 



el kwa tcu'hol i'metcam-e 

 45 ton a-'teaiye. 



ho'man te'wusu pe'na- yu'hatia'wa 



ton a-'teaiye. 



to"na ho' a'wampe'ye'a 



ho'man pe'na ton i''hatiana' 

 50 hom u'lo'nakwi 



i'tiwan-akwi 



ton Ic'nana'wa 



ton li'tona-wa 



te'apEuna'we 

 55 te'mla a''te'yaEana 



te'luwanan'e Eai'akwi te"tcina 



hon a''wona-ya-t'u 



hon a-'lacit'u 



ho"na'wan a''ho'i 

 60 te'mla a-'wona-ya't'u 



a'te'vat'u. 



Prayers for Collecting Medicine (Cactus Society) 



The expedition for gathering medicine roots camps the first night 

 about sixteen miles east of Zuni. Before eating, the customary offer- 

 ings of food are set aside. After singing four songs, the head of the 

 expedition prays: 



Now this night, ma' lu'^a te'linan-e 



Our night fathers. hon te'lia'^ a'tatc i'lapooa 



Our mothers, hon a-'tsit i'lapona 



