text_original: XI. If, in the morning of success, that grand Invincible discoverer of our land Had made no lodge or wigwam desolate To carry trophies to the proud and great; If on our history's page there were no blot Left by the cruel rapine of Cabot, Of Verrazin, and Hudson, dare we claim The Indian of the plains, to day had been the same?
text_transcription: ELEVEN IF IN THE MORNING OF SUCCESS THAT GRAND INVINCIBLE DISCOVERER OF OUR LAND HAD MADE NO LODGE OF WIGWAM DESOLATE TO CARRY TROPHIES TO THE PROUD AND GREAT IF ON OUR HISTORY'S PAGE THERE WERE NO BLOT LEFT BY THE CRUEL RAPINE OF CABOT OF FARRAZIN AND HUDSON THERE WE CLAIM THE INDIAN OF THE PLAINS TO DAY HAD BEEN THE SAME
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