Powhatan; A Metrical Romance, in Seven CantosSmith, Seba
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Powhatan; A Metrical Romance, in Seven Cantos
Smith, Seba
Indians of North America -- Poetry; Powhatan, approximately 1550-1618 -- Poetry; Virginia -- Poetry
Reader, if thou hast perused the preceding sketch of the life of Captain
Smith, pause one moment, and reflect, that all that is here recorded, he
performed, passed through, and suffered, before he came to the wild
shores of the new world. And that here he entered upon a new field of
enterprise, and of suffering, and of daring, not less remarkable than
the scenes which had already given such wonderful interest to his
eventful life. Follow him to the wilderness of Virginia, and witness the
toils and struggles he went through to plant the first European
settlement in these states. Behold him the guardian spirit of the little
colony, in repeated instances and in various ways protecting it by his
single arm from utter destruction. When the colony was sinking under
famine, the energy and activity of Smith always brought them food; when
beset by the subtle and ferocious tribes around them, the courage and
skill of Smith never failed to prove a safe and sufficient shield for
their protection. When traitors among them sought to rob and abandon the
colony, they were detected by his penetration and punished by his power.
It mattered not what nominal rank he held in the colony, whether vested
with office, or filling only the humble post of a private individual, it
was to him that all eyes were turned in times of difficulty and danger,
and it was his name alone that struck terror to the hearts of the
hostile savages.
With a dozen men in an open boat, he performs a voyage of a thousand
miles, surveying the shores of the great Chesapeake Bay and exploring
its noble tributary streams, with thousands of the wild sons of the
forest ready to meet him at every turn. When, in the cabin of the
powerful chief Opechancanough, five hundred warriors, armed with bow and
club, surrounded him with a determination to seize him and put him to
death, who but Captain John Smith would have extricated himself from his
perilous situation? Nothing daunted, he seized the giant chieftain by
the hair of his head with one hand, held a pistol to his breast with the
other, and led him out trembling among his people, and made them throw
down their arms.
In short, for romantic adventure, “hair-breadth escapes,” the sublimity
of courage, high and honorable feeling, and true worth of character, the
history of the world may be challenged to produce a parallel to Captain
John Smith, the founder of Virginia.
[NOTE 13--CANTO THIRD, SECT. I.]
And well might English hearts beat high,
When first they breathed thy virgin air;
For never to them seem’d sky so bright,
Nor ever a land so fair.
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