Lost nothing by comparison with ours?
Rude as thou art (for we return’d thee rude
And ignorant, except of outward show)
I cannot think thee yet so dull of heart
And spiritless, as never to regret
Sweets tasted here, and left as soon as known.
Methinks I see thee straying on the beach,
And asking of the surge that bathes thy foot,
If ever it has wash’d our distant shore.
I see thee weep, and thine are honest tears,
A patriot’s for his country: thou art sad
At thought of her forlorn and abject state,
From which no power of thine can raise her up.”
[Footnote CO: Kaipuke, a ship.]
[Footnote CP: That is, Tasmania.]
[Footnote CQ: There are no tortoises in New Zealand.]
[Footnote CR: Rutherford did not return to New Zealand, and nothing more was heard of him. On December 5th, 1828, “The Australian,” which ’was published in Sydney, stated that a man named Rutherford, who had been tattooed by the Maoris, and naturalized by them, was then in London, practising the trade of a pickpocket, in the character of a New Zealand chief, but that was before he supplied his story for “The New Zealanders.”]
[Footnote CS: Omai was an islander, who was taken to England, where he was lionized, and was afterwards taken back to the islands during Cook’s last voyage.]