The Snare
(To A.E.) I hear a sudden cry of pain! There is a rabbit in a snare: Now I hear the cry again, But I cannot tell from where. But I cannot tell from where He is calling out for aid; Crying on the frightened air, Making everything afraid. Making everything afraid, Wrinkling up his little face, As he cries again for aid; And I cannot find the place! And I cannot find the place Where his paw is in the snare: Little one! Oh, little one! I am searching everywhere.
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"(To A.E.)..."
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