J»2«i Azakia, a tale. Feb. 8', 



Rendering »n cuUour betvvix grene and blew 

 In purpre glance of hevenlie variant hew : 

 I menc our awen bird, gentil dow, 

 Singand on hir kynde, / come huidcr to ivcw, 

 So prikking his grene courage for to crowde, 

 In amorous voce and wowar soundis lowdc. 

 That for the dynning of her wantoun cry, 

 I irklt of my bed and rr.ight not ly, 

 Eut gan me blis, sine in my wedis drefiis, 

 And fDr it was are morrow or tyme to mef.es, 

 I hint ane tcripture, and my pen furth tuke, 

 Syne thus began of Virgil the twclt bukc, 



A transtaiion tf this very ckgafit and niMtally tatural dcsmfthii cf ihi 

 di-ve is requested. 



AZAKIA, A TALE. 

 {Continued from p. 187. and concluded. "l 



1 HIS discourse quite dismayed St Castins. He spoke 

 against it every thing that reason, grief, and love could 

 suggest to him most convincing j nothing seemed to be so-to 

 the young savage. She wept, but persevered in her design. 

 All that the disconsolate Celario could obtain from her, was 

 a promise, that though Ouabi fliould appear to her a se- 

 cond time in a dream, (he (hould wait, before (he put her- 

 self to death, to be afsured of his ; of which St Castins 

 •was resolved to know the truth as soon as pofsible. 



The savages neither exchange nor ransom their priso- 

 ners J contenting themselves to rescue them out of the c- 

 nemy's hands, whenever they can. Sometimes the con- 

 queror destines his captives to slavery, but he oftenerputs 



hem to death. Such are particularly the maxims of the 

 Iroquois. There was, therefore, reason to presume, that 

 Ouabi had died of his wounds, or was burnt by that barba- 

 rous nation. Azakia believed it to be so, more than any 

 ether : But St Castins would have her at least doubt ot j 

 it. On his side, he re-animates the courage of the Hurons^ 

 jind proposes a Ile^T euterprisc against the enemy. It is ap- 



