| By the shores of Gitche Gumee, |
| By the shining Big-Sea-Water, |
| Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, |
| Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis. |
| Dark behind it rose the forest, |
| Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees, |
| Rose the firs with cones upon them; |
| Bright before it beat the water, |
| Beat the clear and sunny water, |
| Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water. |