Not a stone from my black sling
Ever misses anything,
But the arrows of your eye
Surer shoot and faster fly.
Not one creature that I hit
Lingers on to know of it,
But the game that falls to love
Lives and lingers long enough.
From the Turkic.
Hunter's Song
Edward Powys Mathers
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