Category: Essays, Letters & Speeches
Thou art a bounding hunter bold, As the wolf and the panther know; And thou shalt whoop at the water-stars That flash in the skies below; And when the still woods halloo back, The braver wilt thou grow.”
The Indian boy is fast asleep, And dew on his wolf-skin gray, Hath cried him weary long ago; His little grey dog is moaning low, And the big owl screams for day.
1. PART I.Thou art a bounding hunter bold, As the wolf and the panther know; And thou shalt whoop at the water-stars That flash in the skies below; And when the still woods halloo back, T...