Then Captain Newport told what joy King James’s heart had known, That such a goodly land as this Was added to his throne; And that to make the savage tribes With English power content, To their great chieftain, Powhatan, King James by him had sent Rich, royal presents, such as kings Of power and dignity Might to a royal brother make; Gold rings, rich cutlery, A robe of state of finest woof And of a scarlet red, And a sparkling crown thick-set with gems, Fit for a monarch’s head. And as the kings had worn no crowns As yet in this new land, It was King James’s special will, And thus he gave command, That Captain Newport and Sir John This kingly crown should see Placed on the head of Powhatan With due solemnity. Now on the shore in merry bands Light-hearted sailors roam, And listening ears of colonists Are fill’d with news from home. VI. The council-hall of Powhatan In quietness was closed; And in his warmer winter lodge The aged chief reposed: And when the piercing northwest wind The crevices came through, He closer drew his robe of fur, And fed his fire anew. And when upon his cabin wall His glowing fire grew bright, And brighter still, betokening The coming on of night, The monarch took his usual round Through hall and lodge and yard, To see that all was well secured, And set his nightly guard. First to the east and then the west He glanced his restless eye, The trees were rocking in the wind, Dark clouds were in the sky, And well the experienced monarch saw In their motion and their form, And heard along the groaning hills, The spirit of the storm. VII.