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Hushed are the whimpering winds on the hill	A
Dumb is the shrinking plain	B
And the songs that enchanted the woods are still	A
As I shoot to the skies again	C
Does the blood grow black on my fierce bent beak	D
Does the down still cling to my claw	E
Who brightened these eyes for the prey they seek	D
Life I follow thy law	E
For I am the hawk the hawk the hawk	F
Who knoweth my pitiless breast	G
Who watcheth me sway in the wild wind's way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	G
	-
As I glide and glide with my peering head	I
Or swerve at a puff of smoke	J
Who watcheth my wings on the wind outspread	I
Here gone with an instant stroke	J
Who toucheth the glory of life I feel	K
As I buffet this great glad gale	L
Spire and spire to the cloud world wheel	K
Loosen my wings and sail	L
For I am the hawk the island hawk	F
Who knoweth my pitiless breast	I
Who watcheth me sway in the sun's bright way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	I
	-
My mate in the nest on the high bright tree	M
Blazing with dawn and dew	I
She knoweth the gleam of the world and the glee	M
As I drop like a bolt from the blue	I
She knoweth the fire of the level flight	I
As I skim close close to the ground	I
With the long grass lashing my breast and the bright	I
Dew drops flashing around	I
She watcheth the hawk the hawk the hawk	F
Oh the red blotched eggs in the nest	I
Watcheth him sway in the sun's bright way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	I
	-
She builded her nest on the high bright wold	I
She was taught in a world afar	N
The lore that is only an April old	I
Yet old as the evening star	N
Life of a far off ancient day	H
In an hour unhooded her eyes	O
In the time of the budding of one green spray	H
She was wise as the stars are wise	O
An eyas in eyry a yellow eyed hawk	F
On the old elm's burgeoning breast	I
She watcheth me sway in the wild wind's way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	I
	-
She hath ridden on white Arabian steeds	P
Thro' the ringing English dells	P
For the joy of a great queen hunting in state	I
To the music of golden bells	P
A queen's fair fingers have drawn the hood	I
And tossed her aloft in the blue	I
A white hand eager for needless blood	I
I hunt for the needs of two	I
A haggard in yarak a hawk a hawk	F
Who knoweth my pitiless breast	I
Who watcheth me sway in the sun's bright way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	I
	-
Who fashioned her wide and splendid eyes	P
That have stared in the eyes of kings	P
With a silken twist she was looped to their wrist	I
She has clawed at their jewelled rings	P
Who flung her first thro' the crimson dawn	Q
To pluck him a prey from the skies	P
When the love light shone upon lake and lawn	Q
In the valleys of Paradise	P
Who fashioned the hawk the hawk the hawk	F
Bent beak and pitiless breast	I
Who watcheth him sway in the wild wind's way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	I
	-
Is there ever a song in all the world	I
Shall say how the quest began	R
With the beak and the wings that have made us kings	P
And cruel almost as man	R
The wild wind whimpers across the heath	S
Where the sad little tufts of blue	I
And the red stained grey little feathers of death	T
Flutter Who fashioned us Who	I
Who fashioned the scimitar wings of the hawk	F
Bent beak and arrowy breast	I
Who watcheth him sway in the sun's bright way	H
Flee flee for I quest I quest	I

Alfred Noyes

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