Classic Poem

Three hunters went over the fields one day;
To hunt the white stag full fain were they.

They laid themselves down in the shade of a tree,
And a singular dream had each of the three.

THE FIRST .

I dreamed that I was beating the bush,
And out came rushing the stag, hush! hush!

THE SECOND .

And when with the yelping pack he was off,
I scorched him on the hide, piff, paff!

THE THIRD .

And when I saw him fall, ha! ha!
I lustily sounded the horn, trara!

As thus they lay and spake, the three,
Behold, the white stag ran by the tree.

And ere the three hunters could see him aright,
Away he was gone over hollow and height.

Hush, hush! piff, paff! trara! ha, ha!