The Hunter's Prayer
And sings a solitary song
That whistles in the wind.
-William Wordsworth
Blessings
"All mother, the hunt-gifts
We praise now,
We praise now.
Keep us in your Eye;
Our true-tails
You compass us.
The sun is but fleeting,
The Eye is of Always. . . .
All mother, listen us
We pray you,
We pray you.
Claw, Tooth, and Bone
Is our pledge to your light."
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