Dies by this hand—e’en were he Corbitant.
XLIV.
“Do thou, swift Waban, with the Yengee go,
And point the way to Narraganset’s clan;
If thou dar’st walk before the bended bow,
Bring back the talks, that we the words may scan;
In all things else to him obedience show—
He is thy sachem—be thou Winiams’[16] man.
But it were safe that thou the pipe should’st bear
Without that painted face and pluméd hair.”