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The Second Jungle Book, a fiction by Rudyard Kipling |
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THE SONG OF THE LITTLE HUNTER |
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_ Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry, Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer, Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh-- He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear! Very softly down the glade runs a waiting, watching shade, Ere the moon has climbed the mountain, ere the rocks On thy knees and draw the bow; bid the shrilling arrow go; When the heat-cloud sucks the tempest, when the slivered Now the spates are banked and deep; now the footless |