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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hunter's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The toils are pitched, and the stakes are set, <br>Ever sing merrily, merrily; <br>The bows they bend, and the knives they whet, <br>Hunters live so cheerily. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was a stag, a stag of ten, <br>Bearing its branches sturdily; <br>He came silently down the glen, <br>Ever sing hardily, hardily. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was there he met with a wounded doe, <br>She was bleeding deathfully; <br>She warned him of the toils below, <br>O so faithfully, faithfully! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He had an eye, and he could heed, <br>Ever sing so warily, warily; <br>He had a foot, and he could speed-- <br>Hunters watch so narrowly.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</a></strong></div>

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