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Cruel and Fleet

Cruel and Fleet
by Jerome Brooke

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Our Lady of Wolves, soft and kind,
          Dance with us, brave one.
Run, leader of hunters, cruel and swift,
           Slay her, the waiting, swift deer.

Our Lady of Wolves, with fangs,
           In dark shadows, is seen.
Howl, children of darkness, follow,
           Run with your White Queen.

High, on the hill, round the lone prey,
           Wolves sing of cold.
Wolves, gray hunters, sing and run;
           Hunters fleet and bold.

Blood of red deer, sing the hunters,
           Blood for the long day.
Blood, sings the Lady, red blood,
           Blood of helpless prey.

Stars of night, burn the flowers,
           On the dale.
Spears of red dawn, gather;
           Hold them well.

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Jerome Brooke was born in Evansville, Indiana. He now lives in the Kingdom of Siam. He has written Our Lady of Silk and many other books.

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