There early verdure spring and flow’rets gay,
Long grows the grass, and thrifty is the maize;
And good old Massasoit’s sheltering wing
Will shield thy weakness from each harmful thing.”
LVIII.
“Brother, I thank thee,” said our Founder here,
“Oft have I seen thy chief on Plymouth’s shore;
I will to-morrow seek those meadows clear,
And thy fair Seekonk’s hither banks explore.
But will not Waban pass Namasket near,