Rabbit Family passes softly,
Moving secretly away,
Babes and parents onward trundle,
Each one with some treasured bundle.
Mother leads the way.
From her nest the Lark is moving,
Whispering, »Be still! Be still!
Change your homes. Creep into hiding.
Evil hours are betiding.
Old King Serpent comes to kill.«
Sly old Serpent basks in sunshine,
Dreaming pleasant dreams of Mouse.
»All among the ferns I’ll meet her,
Look into her eyes, and eat her,
Then, her family in their house!«
As in his black soul he’s thinking,
Suddenly he hears the Knight:
»Put an end to wicked yearning.
To your home there’s no returning.
I would challenge you to fight.«
