O tan-faced prairie-boy,
Before you came to camp came many a welcome gift,
Praises and presents came and nourishing food, till at last among the recruits,
You came, taciturn, with nothing to give we but lookd on each other,
When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.
O Tan-Faced Prairie-Boy
written byWalt Whitman
© Walt Whitman