And gray Canonicus is just and wise,
His hands are ever to his tongue most true;
If from their lands my brother’s smoke should rise,
Whate’er those Sachems promise, they will do;
But Waban still doth not his friend advise
To cross the Seekonk where their country lies.
LVI.
“Brother, attend and hear the reasons why;—
There at Mooshausick dwells a dark pawaw,
Who hates Awanux, doth his God defy,