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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFTER THE HUNT, by HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL Poet's Biography First Line: Underneath the windy mountain walls Last Line: The yapping and the yelping of the dogs? Subject(s): Hunting; Hunters | |||
Underneath the windy mountain walls Forth we rode, an eager band, By the surges and the verges and the gorges, Till the night was on the land -- On the hazy, mazy land! Far away the bounding prey Leapt across the ruts and logs, But we galloped, galloped, galloped on, Till we heard the yapping of the dogs -- The yapping and the yelping of the dogs. Oh, it was a madly merry day We shall not so soon forget, And the edges and the ledges and the ridges Haunt us with their echoes yet -- Echoes, echoes, echoes yet! While the moon is on the hill Gleaming through the streaming fogs, Don't you hear the yapping of the dogs -- The yapping and the yelping of the dogs? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAMENT OF QUARRY by LEONIE ADAMS KILLDEER by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE YOUNG FOWLER THAT MISTOOK HIS GAME by PHILIP AYRES A POEM ABOUT THE HOUNDS AND THE HARES by LISEL MUELLER A DEATH IN THE BUSH by HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL |
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