Pocahontas. - A Poem by Virginia Carter Castleman
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Can you not inform them in the plainest terms
Of the falseness of the accusations made? Stay! myself will write them and boldly refute All their calumnies; set forth details in order, Calling 'spade a spade'--'twill be my 'Answer Rude.'"[FN#5] [FN#5] Smith's "Rude Answer," sent as a refutation of charges made by the London Company at the instigation of his enemies. "It were wiser, Mr. President, for you Moderation still to use, although in part Truth be veiled; the Company it pleaseth not Always to be told of factions in our midst. Even though you, the foremost man, the brave explorer, Much have suffered, many ills have yet to bear, Still be patient, for the darkest clouds will lift, Future sunlight blaze your name on history's pages, As the Saviour of the English colony-- Fair Virginia! Raleigh's life-long hope and passion, Vast and proud possession of the Virgin Queen. You alone, Sir President, command the power Simple natives of this beauteous land to sway, Tribes to hold in check; these struggling homes to foster, Realizing dream of years, desire of nations. You alone hold key to knowledge of this country, For the which bold science will reward you well." |
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