O’er the heads of our tribe, to the foremost place?
Thy hope is now baffled: thy wish is deceiv’d:
For to-day we have known thee of hostile race.
Thy bloodthirsty father oppressed our tribe:
Both our men and our wealth were his frequent preys:
But to-day shall be taken a full revenge:
All our heroes shall see me their wrongs efface.
Be assur’d that thy death is now near at hand;
That my terrible lance shall pierce thee apace;
For ’twas I introduced thee among our tribe;