And hairy-breasted, bronzed and broad
Of chest as any demi-god,
That dare this peopled solitude?
And who is he that leads them here,
And breaks the hush of wave and wood?
Comes he for evil or for good?
Brave Jesuit or bold buccaneer?
Nay, these be idle themes. Let pass.
These be but men. We may forget
The wild sea-king, the tawny brave,