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TAMAR'S BAPTISMShe was baptized at a font which the Indians Stole from the church before she was born, And carried away to a far-distant village To use for grinding their Indian corn.Water is sacred, and corn is sacredCorn that grows swaddled in green and pale silk, Amid its great leaves, the Indian treasure Of dark sweet kernels and dripping milk.Squash and pumpkin, tobacco and sunflower.Each one is beautiful, born of our soil. But corn is the scepter, corn is the power. The giver of life and rewarder of toil.The font was returned to the church and the parson,And the small shadowed pool lay again within stone j But they noticed that children baptized of its waters Were quiet of eye, strong of sinew and bone.