He was a man of spirit true and bold;
Fearless to speak his thoughts whate’er they were;
His frame, though light, was of an iron mould,
And fitted well fatigue and change to bear;
For God ordained that he should breast the cold
And wet of northern wilds in winter drear,
And of red savages protection pray
From Christians, but—more savage still than they.
III.
Midwinter reigned; and Salem’s infant town,