THE LAST OF THE WAMPANOAGS. BY I. M'LELLAN, JR. WITH the tough bow of savage war, The scene was green with woods around, It was a lovely sight to see, On which the dullest eye might feast; By many a bubbling rill increased, Joined their soft beauties to complete One of boon Nature's fairest scenes; Nor marvel is it, that the chief, Long gazing, on his weapon leans. He listened where the voiceful woods THE LAST OF THE WAMPANOAGS. BY I. M'LELLAN, JR. WITH the tough bow of savage war, It was a lovely sight to see, On which the dullest eye might feast; By many a bubbling rill increased, Joined their soft beauties to complete One of boon Nature's fairest scenes; Nor marvel is it, that the chief, He listened where the voiceful woods |