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OUÂBI.

To realms where godlike valour reigns,
Exempt from ills, and freed from pains,
Where this unconquer'd soul will shine,
And all the victor's prize be mine,
I go—nor vainly shed the tear,
Ouâbi has no glory here;
Unfit the Illinois to guide,
No more the dauntless warriors' pride—
Since as a hapless captive led,
Rack'd like a slave, he basely bled,
No haughty Huron e'er shall boast,
He deign'd to live, when fame was lost.
Celario! thou my place sustain,
The chiefs expect thee on the plain.
Ah! ne'er in earth the hatchet lay,
'Till thou hast swept my foes away.
 

The principal Indian figure made use of to express the making peace, is “burying the hatchet.”