The haunt of savage men and beasts of prey,
She thought of all the dreadful ills arrayed
Against her children on their dangerous way;
“Ye houseless babes!” in her wild grief she said,
“What crimes were yours, what dire offences, say,
That even ye should share this cruel doom,
Beg of barbarians bread, and savage deserts roam?”
V.
But Father Williams, to his lot resigned,
Now rose to feelings of a loftier tone;