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THE HARE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE

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First Line: IN THE BLACK FURROW OF A FIELD
Last Line: SHE FLED, AND LEFT THE MOONLIGHT THERE.
In the black furrow of a field
I saw an old witch-hare this night;
And she cocked a lissome ear,
And she eyed the moon so bright,
And she nibbled of the green;
And I whispered 'Whsst! witch-hare,'
Away like a ghostie o'er the field
She fled, and left the moonlight there.



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