by Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936)
The only son
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Language: English
The lark will make her hymn to God, The partridge call her brood, While I forget the heath I trod, The fields wherein I stood. 'Tis dule to know not night from morn, But greater dule to know; I can but hear the hunter's horn That once I used to blow.
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- by Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936), from the verse at the top of chapter eleven in The Light That Failed, first published 1891 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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