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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Runnable Stag</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, <br>And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, <br>We harbour'd a stag in the Priory coomb, <br>And we feather'd his trail up-wind, up-wind, <br>We feather'd his trail up-wind- <br>A stag of warrant, a stag, a stag, <br>A runnable stag, a kingly crop, <br>Brow, bay and tray and three on top, <br>A stag, a runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the huntsman's horn rang yap, yap yap, <br>And 'Forwards' we heard the harbourer shout; <br>But 'twas only a brocket that broke a gap <br>In the beechen underwood, driven out, <br>From the underwood antler'd out <br>By warrant and might of the stag, the stag, <br>The runnable stag, whose lordly mind <br>Was bent on sleep though beam'd and tined <br>He stood, a runnable stag</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we tufted the covert till afternoon <br>With Tinkerman's Pup and Bell- of-the-North; <br>And hunters were sulky and hounds out of tune <br>Before we tufted the right stag forth, <br>Before we tufted him forth, <br>The stag of warrant, the wily stag, <br>The runnable stag with his kingly crop, <br>Brow, bay and tray and three on top, <br>The royal and runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was Bell-of-the-North and Tinkerman's Pup <br>That stuck to the scent till the copse was drawn. <br>'Tally ho! tally ho!' and the hunt was up, <br>The tufters whipp'd and the pack laid on, <br>The resolute pack laid on, <br>And the stag of warrant away at last, <br>The runnable stag, the same, the same, <br>His hoofs on fire, his horns like flame, <br>A stag, a runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Let your gelding be: if you check or chide <br>He stumbles at once and you're out of the hunt <br>For three hundred gentlemen, able to ride, <br>On hunters accustom'd to bear the brunt, <br>Accustom'd to bear the brunt, <br>Are after the runnable stag, the stag, <br>The runnable stag with his kingly crop, <br>Brow, bay and tray and three on top, <br>The right, the runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By perilous paths in coomb and dell, <br>The heather, the rocks, and the river-bed, <br>The pace grew hot, for the scent lay well, <br>And a runnable stag goes right ahead, <br>The quarry went right ahead-- <br>Ahead, ahead, and fast and far; <br>His antler'd crest, his cloven hoof, <br>Brow, bay and tray and three aloof, <br>The stag, the runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a matter of twenty miles and more, <br>By the densest hedge and the highest wall, <br>Through herds of bullocks lie baffled the lore <br>Of harbourer, huntsman, hounds and all, <br>Of harbourer, hounds and all <br>The stag of warrant, the wily stag, <br>For twenty miles, and five and five, <br>He ran, and he never was caught alive, <br>This stag, this runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When he turn'd at bay in the leafy gloom, <br>In the emerald gloom where the brook ran deep <br>He heard in the distance the rollers boom, <br>And he saw In a vision of peaceful sleep <br>In a wonderful vision of sleep, <br>A stag of warrant, a stag, a stag, <br>A runnable stag in a jewell'd bed, <br>Under the sheltering ocean dead, <br>A stag, a runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So a fateful hope lit up his eye, <br>And he open'd his nostrils wide again, <br>And he toss'd his branching antlers high <br>As he headed the hunt down the Charlock glen, <br>As he raced down the echoing glen <br>For five miles more, the stag, the stag, <br>For twenty miles, and five and five, <br>Not to be caught now, dead or alive, <br>The stag, the runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three hundred gentleman, able to ride, <br>Three hundred horses as gallant and free, <br>Beheld him escape on the evening tide, <br>Far out till he sank in the Severn Sea, <br>Till he sank in the depths of the sea <br>The stag, the buoyant stag, the stag <br>That slept at last in a jewell'd bed <br>Under the sheltering ocean spread, <br>The stag, the runnable stag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Davidson">John Davidson</a><div class=q>
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And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, 
We harbour'd a stag in the Priory coomb, 
And we feather'd his trail up-wind, up-wind, 
We feather'd his trail up-wind- 
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