God’s chosen messengers to work his will;
They purify the poisoned moral gale,
Cause peace and plenty wheresoe’er they go,
And lead in happiness on a path of thorns.
Among the foes of the English settlers, one
Was ever foremost; he—by what arts won
Boots not to trace—had made a friend of Michael,
Who grew in power and riches day by day.
But purer times were coming; there were heard
Deserved, though little looked for then from those,