HUNTER Boy of Hazelwood -- Happier than Robin Hood! Dance across the green, and stand Suddenly, with lifted hand Shading eager eyes, and be Thus content to capture me! -- Cease thy quest for wilder prey Than my willing heart to-day! Hunter Boy! with belt and bow, Bide with me, or let me go, An thou wilt, in wake of thee, Questing for mine infancy! With thy glad face in the sun, Let thy laughter overrun Thy ripe lips, until mine own Answer, ringing, tone for tone! O my Hunter! tilt the cup Of thy silver bugle up, And like wine pour out for me All its limpid melody! Pout thy happy lips and blare Music's kisses everywhere -- Whiff o'er forest, field and town, Tufts of tune like thistle-down! O to go, as once I could, Hunter Boy of Hazelwood! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WARDEN OF THE CINQUE PORTS (THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON) by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 16. AL-KAHHAR by EDWIN ARNOLD THE ART OF BOOK-KEEPING by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD PILATE'S WIFE'S DREAM by CHARLOTTE BRONTE REVERIE IN A CLASSROOM by DOROTHY LAUD BROWN |