At last, before them, like a citadel,
Rose a tall rock, whose frowning frontals lower
Over a narrow lea, with brambles dense
On either side like an impervious fence.
XXXIII.
“Here,” said the red man, (as he raised a mass
Of vines that clustered down the rock’s descent,)
“Here’s Waban’s cavern, here is ample space
For thee and thine; in this rude tenement
Ten hunters oft have found their biding place,