 | Ouâbi : or the virtues of nature |  |
Thus great Ouâbi sooths with gentle care
The guilty anguish of Celario's breast,
Dissuades his purpose from the coming war,
And calms his stormy passions into rest.
The guilty anguish of Celario's breast,
Dissuades his purpose from the coming war,
And calms his stormy passions into rest.
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Now the brave hero seeks the distant foe,
And leads his warriors with unequall'd grace,
Adorn'd with paint their martial bodies glow,
A firm, unconquer'd, unforgiving race.
And leads his warriors with unequall'd grace,
Adorn'd with paint their martial bodies glow,
A firm, unconquer'd, unforgiving race.
Such as when Julius sought Britannia's plain,
With fearless step approach'd her pensile shore,
Whose naked limbs the varying colours stain,
Who dare the war, and scorn the conq'ror's pow'r.
With fearless step approach'd her pensile shore,
Whose naked limbs the varying colours stain,
Who dare the war, and scorn the conq'ror's pow'r.
Mean time Azâkia for her sachem mourns,
Her troubled heart to ceaseless pangs resign'd;
Now to Celario's ardent love returns,
Now native virtue brightens in her mind.
Her troubled heart to ceaseless pangs resign'd;
Now to Celario's ardent love returns,
Now native virtue brightens in her mind.
Unbending honor gains her spotless breast;
Forms the resolve to guard his fatal charms,
To seek some nymph with radiant beauty blest,
To win his love, and grace his envi'd arms.
Forms the resolve to guard his fatal charms,
To seek some nymph with radiant beauty blest,
To win his love, and grace his envi'd arms.
On the young ZISMA all her hopes repose,
Who next herself adorn'd the peopled glade;
Like the green bud beneath the op'ning rose,
With bright Azâkia shone the rising maid.
Who next herself adorn'd the peopled glade;
Like the green bud beneath the op'ning rose,
With bright Azâkia shone the rising maid.
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To the fair stranger gentle Zisma flies,
Prevents each wish, each luxury prepares,
Dwells on his beauties with unweari'd eyes,
And lures with siren voice his froward cares.
Prevents each wish, each luxury prepares,
Dwells on his beauties with unweari'd eyes,
And lures with siren voice his froward cares.
Much he admires, and much his soul approves;
But when was love by frigid prudence sway'd!
In the torn breast, which burning passion moves,
Can the cold law of reason be obey'd!
But when was love by frigid prudence sway'd!
In the torn breast, which burning passion moves,
Can the cold law of reason be obey'd!
Still to Azâkia all his thoughts retire,
Her slender form, her love-exciting face,
Her gentle voice, each tremb'ling nerve inspire,
And ev'ry smile robs Zisma of a grace.
Her slender form, her love-exciting face,
Her gentle voice, each tremb'ling nerve inspire,
And ev'ry smile robs Zisma of a grace.
Oft tears of transport from his eyes distil,
Oft rays of hope thro' dark'ning sorrows beam,
Now at her feet the subject of her will,
Now wild as loud Ontario's rushing stream.
Oft rays of hope thro' dark'ning sorrows beam,
Now at her feet the subject of her will,
Now wild as loud Ontario's rushing stream.
Revenge is a principle, in which they are very careful to educate their young warriors, considering it one of their first virtues; yet this revenge is rather a deliberate sentiment of the mind, than a rash ebullition of passion; for they suppose that a man who always feels a disposition to punish injuries, will not be readily inclined to commit them.
See Wm. Penn's Letters. | Ouâbi : or the virtues of nature | |