Poem of the day-124: HUNTING SONG by Coleridge (1815)

HUNTING SONG by Coleridge (1815)

  Up, up! ye dames, and lasses gay!

  To the meadows trip away.

  'Tis you must tend the flocks this morn,

  And scare the small birds from the corn.

      Not a soul at home may stay:

        For the shepherds must go

        With lance and bow

      To hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.

  Leave the hearth and leave the house

  To the cricket and the mouse:

  Find grannam out a sunny seat,

  With babe and lambkin at her feet.

    Not a soul at home may stay:

      For the shepherds must go

      With lance and bow

    To hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.