Pocahontas. - A Poem by Virginia Carter Castleman
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Suddenly grew still, the squirrel on the bough,
Quivering deer, the otter in his secret cave. Indian maids with look intent upon the goal, Savage yells restrained, upon the chase set forth, Swift, with noiseless feet the chieftain's teepee sought. II. THE WIZARD. Opekankano, the White Man's deadly foe, Treacherous brother of the Wahunsunakok,[FN#3] Long had lain in wait to wreak his horrid vengeance For the kidnapping of Indians by explorers, By those traders who had lust for slaves and gold. Years had passed since first the Red Man heard the story, Years in which the White Man's blood full forfeit paid, Paid in shipwreck, exile, famine, toil, and anguish All the debt of crime upon his kinsmen laid; Yet did Opekankano forget not ever, And he nursed his old-time hate in secret cunning Till the White Face in his ship should come again. [FN#3] Wahunsunakok, kingly title of Powhatan. |
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