One night, as I but barely slept I heard dogs bay, a hundred strong, And rousing bugle to stir their song. I pitied the fox, that must accept That all the tricks of that sly adept Can't save it from that gathered throng. Those baying hounds, relentless and strong, Would chase no matter where it crept.
Then later searching the muddied field, I saw sign of only two great brutes. So I, descended of Pellinore, Took up my burden, never to yield; She bound me against all other pursuits When the beast denied the manticore.
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Date: 2011-11-25 02:05 pm (UTC)One night, as I but barely slept
I heard dogs bay, a hundred strong,
And rousing bugle to stir their song.
I pitied the fox, that must accept
That all the tricks of that sly adept
Can't save it from that gathered throng.
Those baying hounds, relentless and strong,
Would chase no matter where it crept.
Then later searching the muddied field,
I saw sign of only two great brutes.
So I, descended of Pellinore,
Took up my burden, never to yield;
She bound me against all other pursuits
When the beast denied the manticore.