Chapter XIV

We call them savage--O be just!
Their outraged feelings scan;
A voice comes forth, 'tis from the dust--
The savage was a man!
Think ye he loved not? who stood by,
And in his toils took part?
Woman was there to bless his eye--
The savage had a heart!
Think ye he prayed not? when on high
He heard the thunders roll,
What bade him look beyond the sky?
The savage had a soul!