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First Line: We who play under the pines
Last Line: Under a winter's moon.
Alternate Author Name(s): Beston, Henry, Mrs.
Subject(s): Animals; Rabbits; Hares


We who play under the pines,
We who dance in the snow
That shines blue in the light of the moon
Sometimes halt as we go,
Stand with our ears erect,
Our noses testing the air,
To gaze at the golden world
Behind the windows there.

Suns they have in a cave
And stars each on a tall white stem,
And the thought of fox or night owl
Seems never to trouble them,
They laugh and eat and are warm.
Their food seems ready at hand,
While hungry out in the cold
We little rabbits stand.

But they never dance as we dance,
They have not the speed nor the grace.
We scorn both the cat and the dog
Who lie by the fireplace,
Their eyes on an upraised spoon,
We who dance hungry and wild
Under a winter's moon.





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