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[David Lewis]

>Date: Thu, 26 Aug 1999 11:32:41 -0700
>To: John Schilke <schilkej at OHSU.EDU>
>From: David Lewis <coyotez at oregon.uoregon.edu>
>Subject: Re: attachments; lists
>In-Reply-To: <Pine.SOL.3.91.990826093952.4969B-100000 at steele.ohsu.edu>
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>MS# 3532; National Anthropological Archives, Washington D.C.; copied from
the  Southwest Oregon Research Project II Archive; Knight Library,
University of Oregon; Transcription by David Lewis, Graduate Student,
Anthropology Department, UO.
>
>Wailesboro, Indiana
>Dec. 18-1903
>Smithsonian Inst.
>Department Ethnology Washington D.C.
>
>Supt. Sir:-
>I hereby take the liberty to send you a very poor translation of Byron's
famous poem, "The Destruction of Sennacherib" from English to Chinook
Jargon. I saw free to admit that is very far from classical but was
rendered some years ago at an idle hour and has not since received any
revision. Knowing that the Bureau was ever ready to obtain anything
relative to Aboriginal Linguistics it recurred to me that you might find a
place for it in your collection. My meager knowledge of Chinook Jargon was
obtained from an Oregonian who delighted in speaking the lingo and taught
me some of it. The language seems to be different in different localities,
as my informant stated that he had difficulty in conversing with Indians of
British America, or at least with natives of some sections, of the northern
coast. If the Bureau of Ethnology has any publications relating to Chinook
Jargon obtainable I should be pleased if you will advise me as to how I may
proceed to obtain a copy. If you have any copies if your annual reports
which you care to distribute I shall be grateful for any copies you may see
fit to furnish me, as I am greatly interested in Linguistics & Ethnology as
well as Aboriginal Remains and other Archaeology. I beg also to refer you
to clippings or rather separates from the Annual Report of the Indians
Academy of Science 1901, containing two papers prepared by me. As soon as
the weather permits I expect to explore an "Indian" mound and will report
to you in detail. Asking pardon for my presumption. I am yours truly,
>J. Jep. Edwards
>
>
>
>Lord Byron's Destruction of Sennacherib,
>Translated into the Chinook Jargon. By J. Jep. Edwards M.D.
>
>Sahallee Tyee mash Sennacherib. Hyas unkuttee.
>Tyee Byron yaka shonta.
>
>11) 	Man kopa Assyria chako kakura le=loo
>	yaka chako mamook memiloos kopa la-mos-to
>	yaka solshirs klaska kots klaska pil,
>	Pee klaska stik kakura sahallee sil=sil.
>	Tans kopa hyas chuk kopa Gallilee chuk.
>	Tattum towsan nyka nanich.
>	Kakwa hyoo tepso kopa hyoo stik,
>	hyoo tillikum kopa Assyriaman
>	Klaska chako kopa tlipsun.
>10) 	Kukwa hyoo tepso kopa hyoo stik
>	myka nanich hyoo skookum
>
>	Tillikum konnoway memiloos
>	kopa illahee kopa tenas sun.
>	Pee Tamanoaz klaxta
>	Mamook klaska memiloos
>	yaka kahwak sahallee klaska
>	Pee pooh kopa klaska see-a-hoos
>	Pee mamook chako hyas tee-kop.
>	Pee klaska hyass quass
>20)	Pee konnoway chako elo
>	Pee koo-ee-tum pee man
>	Taltum takmonak nanich
>	Kopa illahee nyka nanich
>
>	Klaska mitlyte kwannesum
>	yah na hyoo man kopa illahee
>	memiloos pee tee=kop
>	snaz kopa klaska pee-a-hoos
>	pee pool-allee kopa kapo (kot)
>	wek klaska hyas wawa
>21)	wek klaska mamook sahlix
>	klaska moosum konnoway kah.
>	Kopa sitkum pool aklee,
>	pee klaska pelton tamawooz
>	klatawa kopa sahallee.
>	pee kloochman kopa Asshur
>	yahwa klaska skookum kly
>	pee stiktyee yaka koxet
>	kopa hows kopa Baal
>	pee mesachee wek=kansee
>22)	Kopa illahee alta mitlyt
>(1) 	Pee Sahalle Tyee mash mesachee
>(2) 	Pee mesachee tillikum
>(3) 	Mitlyt kopet klatawa.
>
>
>1 The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
>2 And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
>3 And the sheen of their spears was like stars
>on the sea,
>4 When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep
> Galilee.
>
>5 Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
>6 That host with their banners at sunset were seen:
>7 Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn
>hath blown,
>8 That host on the morrow lay withered and
>strown.
>9 For the Angel of Death spread his wings on
>the blast,
>10 And breathed in the face of the foe as he
> passed;
>11 And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly
>and chill,
>12 And their hearts but once heaved, and for
>ever grew still!
>
>13 And there lay the steed with his nostril all
> wide,
>14 But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;
>15 And the foam of his gasping lay white on
> the turf,
>16 And cold as the spray of the rock-beating
> surf.
>17 And there lay the rider distorted and pale,
>18 With the dew on his brow, and the rust on
> his mail:
>19 And the tents were all silent, the banners
>alone,
>20 The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
>21 And the widows of Ashur are loud in their
>wail,
>22 And the idols are broke in the temple of
>Baal;
>23 And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by
>the sword,
>24 Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! 	
>
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