Saturday, January 5, 2008

The Hare

I start out of my sleep to think
Some day I may forget
Their food and drink;
Or, the house door left unshut,
The hare may run till it's found
The horn's sweet note and the tooth of the hound.


-- Two Songs of a Fool, William Butler Yeats

Illustration: A Young Hare, Albrecht Durer

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