Excerpt from Pocahontas: A Poem
Many dark-eyed children played among the rushes By the waters of the inland, plain-like marshes, Made them water babies of the tall brown cat tails, Cradled in the baskets of the plaited willows. Of them all was none more gleeful, none more art... less Than the little Matoax*, dearest of the daugho ters Of the mighty werowance,t Powhatan the warrior Ruler of the tribes, from whom was named the river And the Wigwam village and the dark - skinned natives. None in all the land, from mountain unto sea, None more brave, more stern, and none more feared than he. Dear to him the chase, the war, the trembling captives.
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