734 RUDYARD KIPLING'S VERSE
Au jana I Aua I Oha I Haq !
And the yelping dog-teams go, And the long whips crack, and the men come back,
Back from the edge of the floe !
We tracked our seal to his secret place,
We heard him scratch below, We made our mark, and we watched beside,
Out on the edge of the floe.
We raised our lance when he rose to breathe,
We drove it downward so! And we played him thus, and we killed him thus,
Out on the edge of the floe.
Our gloves are glued with the frozen blood,
Our eyes with the drifting snow; But we come back to our wives again,
Back from the edge of the floe!
Au jana ! Aua ! Oha I Haq!
And the loaded dog-teams go, And the wives can hear their men come back,
Back from the edge of the floe !
HUNTING-SONG OF THE SEEONEE PACK
AS THE dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled
Once, twice and again! And a doe leaped up, and a doe leaped up From the pond in the wood where the wild deer sup. This I, scouting alone, beheld,
Once, twice and again!