To meet her Quam'no and the bridal train.
Alas! no Quam'no meets her eager eye—
In rush the spoilers with detested cry;
Seize with rapacious force the trembling prey;
And to the shore the hapless spoil convey.
When urg'd by rage or hunger's burning force,
The rav'ning lion darts his furious course,
And through the herd his bloody passage ploughs
So Quam'no rushes through the crowd of foes,
Carves his fierce way, entwines the fainting maid;