English poem
To his Excellency Sir WILLIAM KEITH, Bart. on his Journey to Connestogoe, and Treaty with the Indians there
by Aquila Rose
As wise Lycurgus, thro' unwearied Toil, Made Sparta fertile from a desart Soil, By his wise Counsels fix'd th' unsetled State Of human Race, and taught 'em to be great; In peaceful Ways led on the wond'ring Throng, Whilst ag'd Experience rul'd the sprightly young; So thou, great KEITH, thro' Toils and Travels past, Shalt make an Eden of a spacious Waste: To Indians thou shalt a Lycurgus be, Who Ages hence shall almost worship thee. Tho' from immortal GEORGE your Potence springs, Here you're obey'd by arbitrary Kings: Some sacred Pow'r must sure your Wisdom send, When Virtue, Peace and Concord is the End. The Indian Children shall be taught thy Name, And Woods and Rivers echo with thy Fame: The Sasquehannah Banks shall take the Sound, And bear the Echo to the Nations round; The Indian Nations round thy Name applaud, And call thee, not unjustly, like a God.
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