The Stag In The Ox Stall
Safe enough lay the poor hunted Deer
In the ox-stall, with nothing to fear
From the careless-eyed men:
Till the Master came; then
There was no hiding-place for the Deer.
An Eye Is Keen In Its Own Interest
Walter Crane
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