XLVI.
’Twas for our Founder now in turn to pause—
He felt his weakness at rebuff so stern;
The kid had leaped beneath the lion’s paws,
Whose fangs began to move, and eyes to burn;
At length he said, “What bold encroachment draws
The Sachem’s mind into this deep concern?
How have the Yengees given thee offence?
What deeds of theirs have marred thy confidence?”