To the tune of "Over the Hills and far away," sung by TENESCO, the head warrior. They all join in the Chorus, and dance, while that is singing, in a circle round him; and during the Chorus the music plays. Where-e'r the Sun displays his Light, Or Moon is seen to shine by Night, Where-e'r the noisy Rivers flow Or Trees and Grass and Herbage grow.-- Chorus. Be 't known that we this War begin With proud insulting Englishmen; The Hatchet we have lifted high, [ (Holding up their hatchets.) And them we'll conquer or we'll die.-- Chorus. The Edge is keen, the Blade is bright, Nothing saves them but their Flight; And then like Heroes we'll pursue, Over the Hills and Valleys through.-- Chorus. They'll like frighted Women quake, When they behold a hissing Snake; Or like timorous Deer away, And leave both Goods and Arms a Prey.-- Chorus. Pain'd with Hunger, Cold, or Heat, In Haste they'll from our Land retreat; While we'll employ our scalping Knives-- [ (Drawing and flourishing their scalping knives.) Take off their Skulls, and spare their Lives.-- Chorus. Or in their Country they'll complain, Nor ever dare return again; Or if they should they'll rue the Day, And curse the Guide that shew'd the Way.-- Chorus. If Fortune smiles, we'll not be long Ere we return with Dance and Song, But ah! if we should chance to die, Dear Wives and Children do not cry.-- Chorus. Our Friends will ease your Grief and Woe, By double Vengeance on the Foe; Will kill, and scalp, and shed their Blood, Where-e'r they find them thro' the Wood.-- Chorus. No pointing Foe shall ever say 'Twas there the vanquish'd Indian lay; Or boasting to his Friends relate The Tale of our unhappy Fate.-- Chorus. Let us with Courage then away To hunt and seize the frighted Prey; Nor think of Children, Friend, or Wife, While there's an Englishman alive.-- Chorus. In Heat and Cold, thro' Wet and Dry, Will we pursue, and they shall fly To Seas which they a Refuge think, And there in wretched Crowds they'll sink.-- Chorus. [ (Exeunt omnes singing.) (The End of the Third Act.)

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