<h2><SPAN name="page61"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>MASTER</h2>
<p class="poetry"> Master went a-hunting,<br/>
When the leaves were falling;<br/>
We saw him on the bridle path,<br/>
We heard him gaily calling.<br/>
‘Oh master, master, come you back,<br/>
For I have dreamed a dream so black!’<br/>
A glint of steel from bit and heel,<br/>
The chestnut cantered faster;<br/>
A red flash seen amid the green,<br/>
And so good-bye to master.</p>
<p class="poetry"> Master came from hunting,<br/>
Two silent comrades bore him;<br/>
His eyes were dim, his face was white,<br/>
The mare was led before him.<br/>
<SPAN name="page62"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>‘Oh,
master, master, is it thus<br/>
That you have come again to us?’<br/>
I held my lady’s ice-cold hand,<br/>
They bore the hurdle past her;<br/>
Why should they go so soft and slow?<br/>
It matters not to master.</p>
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