Through all that crowd—“He speaks a manittoo!
Base Wampanoag! we’ll devour that clan,
And drive the Yengees back o’er ocean blue!”
And through the concourse motions mixed began,
With clash of arms, and twanging of the yew;
But when they saw our Founder rise again,
Mute stillness hushed the murmurs of the train.
XXXVIII.
“Brother,” said Williams, “thou art old and wise,
And know’st the pipe is better than the dart.