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OI MARCUS WARD & C2en * A Tale of Ad Virginie a= Marcus Ward's Reyal Illuminated Legends.] ocalionTas : a é Sea ae SU a ——- ag Tg a ee —¢ oe é - @ é ee o . oo w Come hither thou, r wing- é At t a a a ag Tayo ae eC j —_ oma 7 ata aa we te ~ @ ech. uw @ es « 7 { * = a Be pe ee o_ wo 3 _# =) - —__— 6 \ es soubel é - +4 —__—_»4-<-_4-= > or : ‘ ry | 6 rs ~~ 2 saan a+ | Ce a ao & a e- 9 @ £ o ra march in roy -al rhyming foot Where Raleig : : | / - Se = _ a : } 4 ~ = fA ws = | ] Sete Or wer ¢ o__-~ 74 -+}—— eee SS An i ° ae ee Lae td ores " | 6 mats @ 3 a = — 4 @ » 3 : x, e¢-—___-7 ———_ -™ Q # \) \\ & a Co, Da eee a e \6 | o | 6 Lei? \ 2 = — rls ef et 9 o- a =o | 7 a Se aie r a 7 ' | eA | oi ere oO ae ee : pe —_ | go¢Pege “é Wied G on Y ; =—f - @ eG & | fA sf a e C/ oe | 2 @ t= o eo - ls oe? Pao , ~# e = Oy We ~ » 7 on y - go = _@ 7 | = A 6 o oO = * a O — Y I~ ee oe Te! bene = 24 ” ee o) ry —" ree ee yanks a Se rege 95 TE EE REG ge ged ASG Ze oT a I A la laa I, ‘Come hither, thou, our winged steed, And fit thee for a flight, We mean to blow our oaten reed On Yankee land to-night. To march with royal rhyming foot, Where Raleigh learned, they say, To whiff the weed and raise the root We prize so high to-day ! II. Where all for her, his Virgin Queen, The lands he called and claimed,— Poor Raleigh !—how he closed his scene, Needs hardly here be named! He had his day, for good or ill, Whereof remains, we know, For good or ill, a remnant still— Eh, pipe of mine ?—heigh-ho ! IIl. Enough !—from him and his we pass, Premising, by the way, We're in the land where he, I guess, Had been as safe to stay ! And from what’s “ole Virginie,” now, We pluck the veiling years, Till young Virginia's savage brow With all its scars appears ! IV. And Jamestown Fort, and Captain Smith, Arise upon our view, Where English lads, of pluck and pith, At times look rather blue! For cold and want, and petty feuds, And Indian treacherie, Cut up with bloody interludes, That infant colonie. V. Till, like some streak of tinted light, That sheds a soothing sheen, Where all is drear, or almost night, An Indian maid is seen! : Young Pocahontas, she whose name Like sunlight sheets our song— I wot, along the aisles of Fame That name hath journey’d long! Marcus Ward's Royal Illuminated Legends. ] TOLD IN VERSE BY FRANCIS DAVIS. VI. A princess she, the fav’rite child Of mighty Powhattan ; Oh, ne’er, where flowers were bright as wild, Was brighter seen by man! But, Powhattan ?—ah, well! we know, From many a scraggy tree, A pleasant bough, at times may grow And blossom fair to see! VII. Old Pow ad ways, if one must tell, ‘““Good Templars” wont admire : In sooth, such streams he loved too well As largely smacked of fire! Some other weaknesses he showed— We call them such !—in fine, He loved a vow, and, when he could, On some fat friend to dine! VIII. In sooth, his love for human ham, And morsels in that way, Was such, or half we say’s but sham, As, sometimes, stept astray— And yet, as oft regained its feet, By logic which implied, That friendship never tastes so sweet, As when the friend is /rzed /— IX. Which learnéd view still suits a few, In fifty forms to-day! But, Jamestown Fort we've here anew, Let’s view it on our way ! A rugged spot, this, sure enough, And colonized, we see, With smoother some, and some as rough As soldiers well can be. X. Brave fellows, though !—that Sergeant A hero without guile, ([Swaggs, Though “not a man of boasts or brags !” Doth swear—right /landers’ style! “Our Captain’s on-a visit gone!” Quoth he, “ And, by—Pshaw! If bring he not old Powhattan, A pris’ner, beak and claw, XI. ‘“‘Here’s Swaggs, to squelch the varmint Whatever hour ye will !— [ breed, Ye £now one, Swaggs? Vor ye, indeed— His courage or his skill! Why, see, my mates! by all—well, no! You're right ! I shall not swear! But when in Holland—tally-ho !— Ha! Swaggs was KNOWN ovz/ there |” XII. Well, valour is a gift, no doubt, And easy to be borne; But if we wait to hear this out, Our patience might be worn. So, we the Indian village seek, Where, lo! in his wig-wam, The grand old chief, serene and sleek, Hath dreams of human ham! XIII. Beside him sits his friend, a WHITE, "Tis Captain Smith, we know; And Pocahontas, young and bright, There glideth to and fro! Without, and red as nising day, An Indian youth appears, Who, by the way, in love, they say, Is over head and ears. XIV. A fearful way, ’twould seem, to die; But taste, of course, is all ! Z think, with Smith, we still should try To give this Love the wall ! For oft gives he, with foul intent, As to this youth we’ve seen, Such sight as sees—if not askant— What poets mean by “green !” XV. He seeth Smith, and, right or wrong, His eye this green assumes, Poor Smith ! for you it wont be long, His Prairie Flower blooms! He knows the tastes of Powhattan, Of Pocahontas, too,— He knows himself not quite the man To suit the maiden’s view ; Virginiaea FOCATLONTAS. A) TALE OF OLD ViRe ui ed “UG654 MV ie ee And so he contemplates 4 roast >) = Of what, however good. ‘. As living man, when done asfoast, Should still be doubtful food: So, Powhattan he whistles on— ‘Pll tell you what,” said he, “I think we should link on the pan— The fire’s not bad, I see! XVII. “For me, in fact, the thing is this— I feel I need a snack ; And think I see one, not amiss, Along that white man’s neck !” “Oh, happy thought !” said Powhattan, Be scorned, the recreant day, When Powhattan shall, as a man, Say ‘No!’ unto his ‘ Tay !’” XVIII. So, straightway, on his braves he calls, And, closing half an eye, “T think, if nicely done, in smalls, Yon friend of ours should fry !” His braves a most approving nod Upon their chief bestow, And soon poor Smith, along the sod Lies, waiting for the blow. XIX. And now, the clubs and tomahawks Hang o’er the poor white man, While, arms a-kimbo, stands or stalks, Beside them, Powhattan. The moment comes—the club is swung Is just about to fall, When Pocahontas—oh, that tongue ! That bound—that matd—that all ! XX, She flees, she shrieks, and shrieking flees, And o’er the victim bends ; And, shielding him, upon her knees, Her arm the maid extends. ‘With Pocahontas, as thou wilt, Be done!” she sternly said ; “But here is blood shall zot be spilt— This wzte man’s heart is ved /”iii esa is Pla ti aad em a i ot al EES 2: SOM Sem ER geea om me aA RTEIP ACSIN St Se Tat wo? ty Peon " free eo: =e ene. ae \\ \\ 1€ ‘ } 1 ” ree ‘ } sne > hy » know — é? / POOAMONIAS: A TALE OF lida i ea i ' ri . ‘4 » : ») i l : ‘ 1 : 1 ' i CET EE NT ~ eae a: 5 rei phe PeMegeTePree Coe Terre AYR EEE Un eee ee a | ng a ats ah OP a 3 a aici 2 . ‘ eaten et one ee The Antient music, arranged by B. Hobson Carroll OCAHONTAS © A Tale of Wd Virginie Poor girl! andcould it ~ be she loved This haughty English knight? If so,what then? hath he been proved More lovely, in God’s sight? A knight was he! —an English knight! God bless the mark—’tis grand! But who was sue? 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