<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511117" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Song of the Little Hunter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry,<br> Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer,<br>Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh--<br> He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear! <br>Very softly down the glade runs a waiting, watching shade,<br> And the whisper spreads and widens far and near.<br>And the sweat is on thy brow, for he passes even now--<br> He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ere the moon has climbed the mountain, ere the rocks are ribbed with light,<br> When the downward-dipping trails are dank and drear,<br>Comes a breathing hard behind thee--snuffle-snuffle through the night--<br> It is Fear, O Little Hunter it is Fear, <br>On thy knees and draw the bow; bid the shrilling arrow go;<br> In the empty, mocking thicket plunge the spear!<br>But thy hands are loosed and weak, and the blood has left thy cheek-- <br> It is Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the heat-cloud sucks the tempest, when the slivered pine-trees fall,<br> When the blinding, blaring rain-squalls lash and veer,<br>Through the war-gongs of the thunder rings a voice more loud than all--<br> It is Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear! <br>Now the spates are banked and deep; now the footless boulders leap--<br> Now the lightning shows each littlest leaf--rib clear--<br>But thy throat is shut and dried, and thy heart against thy side <br> Hammers: Fear, O Little Hunter--this is Fear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511117" data-title="The Song of the Little Hunter de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="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 waitin..."></div> </div> </div>

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