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Now the Four way Lodge is opened now the Hunting Winds are loose	A
Now the Smokes of Spring go up to clear the brain	B
Now the Young Men's hearts are troubled for the whisper of the Trues	A
Now the Red Gods make their medicine again	C
Who hath seen the beaver busied Who hath watched the black tail mating	D
Who hath lain alone to hear the wild goose cry'	E
Who hath worked the chosen water where the ouananiche is waiting	D
Or the sea trout's jumping crazy for the fly	F
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He must go go go away from here	E
On the other side the world he's overdue	G
'Send your road is clear before you where the old Spring fret comes o'er you	G
And the Red Gods call for you	G
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So for one the wet sail arching through the rainbow round the bow	H
And for one the creak of snow shoes on the crust	I
And for one the lakeside lilies where the bull moose waits the cow	H
And for one the mule train coughing in the dust	I
Who hath smelt smelt smoke at twilight Who hath heard the birch log burning	D
Who is quick to read the noises of the night	J
Let him follow with the others for the Young Men's feet are turning	D
Too the camps of proved desire and known delight	J
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Let him go go etc	K
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I	F
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Do you know the blackened timber do you know that racing stream	L
With the raw right angled log jam at the end	M
And the bar of sun warmed shingle where a man may bask and dream	L
To the click of shod canoe poles round the bend'	M
I is there that we are going with our rods and reels and traces	A
To a silent smoky Indian that we know	N
To a couch of new pulled hemlock with the starlight on our faces	A
For the Red Gods call us out and we must go	N
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They must go go etc	K
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II	F
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Do you know the shallow Baltic where the seas are steep and short	M
Where the bluff lee boarded fishing luggers ride	M
Do you know the joy of threshing leagues to leeward of your port	M
On a coast you've lost the chart of overside	M
It is there that I am going with an extra hand to bale her	E
Just one able 'long shore loafer that I know	N
He can take his chance of drowning while I sail and sail and sail her	E
For the Red Gods call me out and I must go	N
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He must go go etc	K
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III	F
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Do you know the pile built village where the sago dealers trade	M
Do you know the reek of fish and wet bamboo	G
Do you know the steaming stillness of the orchid scented glade	M
When the blazoned bird winged butterflies flap through	G
It is there that I am going with my camphor net and boxes	A
To a gentle yellow pirate that I know	N
To my little wailing lemurs to my palms and flying foxes	A
For the Red Gods call me out and I must go	N
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He must go go etc	K
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Do you know the world's white roof tree do you know that windy rift	M
Where the baffling mountain eddies chop and change	O
Do you know the long day's patience belly down on frozen drift	M
While the head of heads is feeding out of range	O
It is there that I am going where the boulders and the snow lie	F
With a trusty nimble tracker that I know	N
I have sworn an oath to keep it on the Horns of Ovis Poli	P
And the Red Gods call me out and I must go	N
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He must go go etc	K
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How the Four way Lodge is opened now the Smokes of Council rise	A
Pleasant smokes ere yet 'twixt trail and trail they choose	A
Now the girths and ropes are tested now they pack their last supplies	A
Now our Young Men go to dance before the Trues	A
Who shall meet them at those altars who shall light them to that shrine	Q
Velvet footed who shall guide them to their goal	R
Unto each the voice and vision unto each his spoor and sign	Q
Lonely mountain in the Northland misty sweat bath 'neath the Line	Q
And to each a man that knows his naked soul	R
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White or yellow black or copper he is waiting as a lover	E
Smoke of funnel dust of hooves or beat of train	B
Where the high grass hides the horseman or the glaring flats discover	E
Where the steamer hails the landing or the surf boat brings the rover	E
Where the rails run out in sand rift Quick ah heave the camp kit over	E
For the Red Gods make their medicine again	C
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And we go go go away from here	E
On the other side the world we're overdue	G
'Send the road is clear before you when the old Spring fret comes o'er you	G
And the Red Gods call for you	G

Rudyard Kipling

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