X.
Sir John knew well the monarch’s pride
And firm unbending will,
And well he knew ’twere vain to seek
His purpose to fulfil;
He therefore urged his suit no more,
But at the chief’s request,
Consented to abide till morn,
And in his lodge to rest.
And soundly slept Sir John that night
Upon his deer-skin bed,
With hand upon his broadsword hilt
And pistol by his head.
And the first red morning ray that came,
Bright gleaming o’er the plain,
Beheld him on the forest route
To Jamestown’s homes again.