Haesel’s Denu


Not in chary haesel’s beak

The nest that failed the hart to keep

But in the bracken grey below

Dappled youth still breathing slow

Yet to see the denu’ s ridge

The sorrows’ run or forest’s fringe

Meek to suffer the arrow’s fly

And still in tender ways to sigh

 

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