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There's a keen and grim old huntsman	A
On a horse as white as snow	B
Sometimes he is very swift	C
And sometimes he is slow	B
But he never is at fault	D
For he always hunts at view	E
And he rides without a halt	D
After you	E
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The huntsman's name is Death	F
His horse's name is Time	G
He is coming he is coming	H
As I sit and write this rhyme	G
He is coming he is coming	H
As you read the rhyme I write	I
You can hear the hoofs' low drumming	H
Day and night	I
	-
You can hear the distant drumming	H
As the clock goes tick a tack	J
And the chiming of the hours	K
Is the music of his pack	J
You may hardly note their growling	H
Underneath the noonday sun	A
But at night you hear them howling	H
As they run	A
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And they never check or falter	L
For they never miss their kill	M
Seasons change and systems alter	L
But the hunt is running still	M
Hark the evening chime is playing	H
O'er the long grey town it peals	K
Don't you hear the death hound baying	H
At your heels	K
	-
Where is there an earth or burrow	B
Where a cover left for you	E
A year a week perhaps to morrow	B
Brings the Huntsman's death halloo	M
Day by day he gains upon us	K
And the most that we can claim	N
Is that when the hounds are on us	K
We die game	N
	-
And somewhere dwells the Master	L
By whom it was decreed	O
He sent the savage huntsman	A
He bred the snow white steed	O
These hounds which run for ever	L
He set them on your track	J
He hears you scream but never	L
Calls them back	J
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He does not heed our suing	H
We never see his face	K
He hunts to our undoing	H
We thank him for the chase	K
We thank him and we flatter	L
We hope because we must	P
But have we cause No matter	L
Let us trust	P

Arthur Conan Doyle

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