Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 10/The three hunters
THE THREE HUNTERS.
(FROM THE GERMAN OF UHLAND.)
Three hunters a-hunting merrily start:
They go out a-hunting the milk-white hart.
They lay them down under a tall fir-tree,
And each of the hunters a dream doth see.
“I dreamt the while I was beating the bush,
Thereout in a moment the hart did rush.”
“The hounds they yelped, and away he hied,
But I wounded him in his milk-white side.”
“And when I saw him lie dead on the ground,
A joyous blast on my bugle I wound.”
The while the three hunters thus dreaming lie,
The milk-white hart runs swiftly by.
Before the three hunters have opened their eyes,
Away far out of their reach he flies.