The White Hart

Three huntsmen forth to the greenwood went;
To hunt the white hart was their intent.

They laid them under a green fir-tree,
And a singular vision befell those three.

The F IRST H UNTSMAN

I dreamt I arose and beat on the bush,
When forth came rushing the stag — hush, hush!

The S ECOND

As with baying of hound he came rushing along,
I fired my gun at his hide — bing, bang!

The T HIRD

And when the stag on the ground I saw,
I merrily wound my horn — trara!

Conversing thus did the huntsmen lie,
When lo! the white hart came bounding by;

And before the huntsmen had noted him well,
He was up and away over mountain and dell! —
Hush, hush! — bing, bang! — trara!
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Ludwig Uhland
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