The Poetry Corner

The Hunter's Carol.

By George Pope Morris

A merry life does the hunter lead! He wakes with the dawn of day; He whistles his dog--he mounts his steed, And scuds to he woods away! The lightsome tramp of the deer he'll mark, As they troop in herds along; And his rifle startles the cheerful lark As he carols his morning song! The hunter's life is the life for me!-- That is the life for a man! Let others sing of a home on the sea, But match me the woods if you can! Then give me a gun--I've an eye to mark The deer as they bound along!-- My steed, dog, and gun, and the cheerful lark To carol my morning song!