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 XXXIX.

"If, then, my brother can subdue his foes By the white pipe, he will be very strong! The offending chiefs once more will bend his bows,  And shout around his fire their battle song; No more will Pequot harass his repose,  Or Maqua yells resound these hills among. See not my brothers whence all this distrust?— The belt between them and the Yengees rust.

XL.

"Hearken a space—Deem not the Yengee weak; Betwixt him and Haup's chief the chain is bright; If thou on him a finger's vengeance wreak,  The conscious chain will vibrate to the White, And, roused from slumber, will the big guns speak,  And flames will flash from every woodland height. Pause, brother, pause—and to the pale-faced train Extend thy friendship, and keep bright the chain.

XLI.

"But hearken still—Thy brother knows no guile; His tongue speaks truly what his heart conceives; Against the Pequots do your bosoms boil,  And for the Pequot deeds Awanux grieves; Their hands are laden with the white man's spoil,  And crimsoned with the stain that murder leaves; Soon will the big guns to their nation speak, And, in their aid, may'st thou just vengeance wreak.

XLII.

"Thou would'st compel the Wampanoag's aid To guard thy borders, and chastise thy foes; Will not my brothers let me them persuade  To get them warriors armed with more than bows?