When here, but three days since, I came,
Bewilder’d in pursuit of game,
All seem’d as peaceful and as still
As the mist slumbering on yon hill;
Thy dangerous Chief was then afar,
Nor soon expected back from war.
Thus said, at least, my mountain guide,
Though deep, perchance, the villain lied.”—
“Yet why a second venture try?”—
“A warrior thou, and ask me why!—