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See an old unhappy bull	A
Sick in soul and body both	B
Slouching in the undergrowth	B
Of the forest beautiful	C
Banished from the herd he led	D
Bulls and cows a thousand head	D
Cranes and gaudy parrots go	E
Up and down the burning sky	F
Tree top cats purr drowsily	C
In the dim day green below	C
And troops of monkeys nutting some	G
All disputing go and come	G
And things abominable sit	H
Picking offal buck or swine	I
On the mess and over it	H
Burnished flies and beetles shine	I
And spiders big as bladders lie	C
Under hemlocks ten foot high	C
And a dotted serpent curled	J
Round and round and round a tree	K
Yellowing its greenery	K
Keeps a watch on all the world	J
All the world and this old bull	C
In the forest beautiful	C
Bravely by his fall he came	L
One he led a bull of blood	M
Newly come to lustihood	M
Fought and put his prince to shame	L
Snuffed and pawed the prostrate head	M
Tameless even while it bled	M
There they left him every one	N
Left him there without a lick	O
Left him for the birds to pick	O
Left him there for carrion	N
Vilely from their bosom cast	M
Wisdom worth and love at last	M
When the lion left his lair	P
And roared his beauty through the hills	Q
And the vultures pecked their quills	Q
And flew into the middle air	P
Then this prince no more to reign	R
Came to life and lived again	S
He snuffed the herd in far retreat	M
He saw the blood upon the ground	M
And snuffed the burning airs around	M
Still with beevish odours sweet	M
While the blood ran down his head	M
And his mouth ran slaver red	M
Pity him this fallen chief	T
All his spendour all his strength	U
All his body's breadth and length	U
Dwindled down with shame and grief	T
Half the bull he was before	V
Bones and leather nothing more	V
See him standing dewlap deep	W
In the rushes at the lake	X
Surly stupid half asleep	W
Waiting for his heart to break	X
And the birds to join the flies	Q
Feasting at his bloodshot eyes	Q
Standing with his head hung down	Y
In a stupor dreaming things	Q
Green savannas jungles brown	Y
Battlefields and bellowings	Q
Bulls undone and lions dead	M
And vultures flapping overhead	M
Dreaming things of days he spent	M
With his mother gaunt and lean	Z
In the valley warm and green	Z
Full of baby wonderment	M
Blinking out of silly eyes	Q
At a hundred mysteries	Q
Dreaming over once again	S
How he wandered with a throng	A2
Of bulls and cows a thousand strong	A2
Wandered on from plain to plain	R
Up the hill and down the dale	C
Always at his mother's tail	C
How he lagged behind the herd	M
Lagged and tottered weak of limb	B2
And she turned and ran to him	B2
Blaring at the loathly bird	M
Stationed always in the skies	Q
Waiting for the flesh that dies	Q
Dreaming maybe of a day	M
When her drained and drying paps	Q
Turned him to the sweets and saps	Q
Richer fountains by the way	M
And she left the bull she bore	V
And he looked on her no more	V
And his little frame grew stout	M
And his little legs grew strong	A2
And the way was not so long	A2
And his little horns came out	M
And he played at butting trees	Q
And boulder stones and tortoises	Q
Joined a game of knobby skulls	Q
With the youngsters of his year	C2
All the other little bulls	Q
Learning both to bruise and bear	P
Learning how to stand a shock	D2
Like a little bull of rock	D2
Dreaming of a day less dim	B2
Dreaming of a time less far	E2
When the faint but certain star	E2
Of destiny burned clear for him	B2
And a fierce and wild unrest	M
Broke the quiet of his breast	M
And the gristles of his youth	F2
Hardened in his comely pow	G2
And he came to fighting growth	B
Beat his bull and won his cow	G2
And flew his tail and trampled off	H2
Past the tallest vain enough	I2
And curved about in spendour full	C
And curved again and snuffed the airs	Q
As who should say Come out who dares	Q
And all beheld a bull a Bull	C
And knew that here was surely one	N
That backed for no bull fearing none	N
And the leader of the herd	M
Looked and saw and beat the ground	M
And shook the forest with his sound	M
Bellowed at the loathly bird	M
Stationed always in the skies	Q
Wating for the flesh that dies	Q
Dreaming this old bull forlorn	J2
Surely dreaming of the hour	K2
When he came to sultan power	K2
And they owned him master horn	J2
Chiefest bull of all among	L2
Bulls and cows a thousand strong	A2
And in all the tramping herd	M
Not a bull that barred his way	M
Not a cow that said him nay	M
Not a bull or cow that erred	M
In the furnace of his look	M2
Dared a second worse rebuke	N2
Not in all the forest wide	M
Jungle thicket pasture fen	S
Not another dared him then	S
Dared him and again defied	M
Not a sovereign buck or boar	V
Came a second time for more	V
Not a serpent that survived	M
Once the terrors of his hoof	O2
Risked a second time reproof	O2
Came a second time and lived	M
Not serpent in its skin	P2
Came again for discipline	N
Not a leopard brght as flame	L
Flashing fingerhooks of steel	C
That a wooden tree might feel	C
Met his fury once and came	L
For second reprimand	M
Not a leopard in the land	M
Not a lion of them all	C
Not a lion of the hills	Q
Hero of a thousand kills	Q
Dared a second fight and fall	C
Dared that ram terrific twice	Q
Paid a second time the price	Q
Pity him this dupe of dream	Q2
Leader of the heard again	S
Only in his daft old brain	R
Once again the bull supreme	Q2
And bull enough to bear the part	M
Only in his tameless heart	M
Pity him that he must wake	X
Even now the swarm of flies	Q
Blackening his bloodshot eyes	Q
Bursts and blusters round the lake	X
Scattered from the feast half fed	M
By great shadows overhead	M
And the dreamer turns away	M
From his visionary herds	Q
And his splendid yesterday	M
Turns to meet the loathly birds	Q
Flocking round him from the skies	Q
Waiting for the flesh that dies	Q

Ralph Hodgson

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