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Keep peace withe Lords of the Jungle -- the Tiger, the Panther, and Bear.
And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the Boar in his lair.lion had left his lair,
And they cursed like a troop of demons--for the
women alone were there."Oft to his frozen lair
Tracked I the grisly bear,Still as the silence round about his lair;
Forest on forest hung above his head
Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there,But got it ere it gained its lair.
I fear my words were far from nice,
Though d----s with me are rather rare:the hands of the Castles lair,
and fate had found us both there,His savage eyeballs lurid with a flare
Seen but in unfed beasts which leave their lairOh strange and shaking thoughts that touched me there,
Ere I beheld the bright returning wings
That came to spoil my secret, silent lair!FLING out the Flag! Let her flap and rise in the rush of the eager air,
With the ring of the wild swan's wings as she soars from the swamp and
her reedy lair.And Lazarus with cadaverous glare
(As done in oils by Piombo's care)
Did not return from Sheol's lair:I wooed a Mermaid with emerald hair,
Dragged the fierce sea-serpent from out his lair,'Twas I that lurked unseen within your lair!
'Twas I that overheard the villain's plot!
I saw you filch the marriage lines! Beware!I'd like to go to Afriky an' hunt the lions there,
An' the biggest ollyfunts you ever saw!
I would track the fierce gorilla to his equatorial lair,Beast of prey or dragon's lair,
Yet the knight hath entered there.And woe to those that dare
To rouse the herd-bull from his keep,
The wild boar from his lair!You laid our wild world's secrets bare
And caught 'The Hunter' near the lair.The beast is laid down in his lair;
Even here is a season of rest,
And I to my cabin repair.Half-naked, with long glibs of bristling hair
In fiery meshes tumbling o'er his eyes,
Which, like a famished wolf's from out its lair,The story of Khusrau Parwiz must dare
to trust the world. Account as ruined all
Irán and as the pards' and lions' lair.He thanks the God in breathless prayer;
When from the forest's gloomy lair,