A Wounded Deer--leaps highest

[med_cat]

A Wounded Deer-leaps highest

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A Wounded Deer-leaps highest-
I've heard the Hunter tell-
'Tis but the Ecstasy of death-
And then the Brake is still!

The Smitten Rock that gushes!
The trampled Steel that springs!
A Cheek is always redder
Just where the Hectic stings!

Mirth is the Mail of Anguish
In which it Cautious Arm,
Lest anybody spy the

Comments

[browngirl]

I don't even have words, I'm just so astonished by her wisdom.

[med_cat]

Yes, so well-expressed...

[esprit_infuse]

Thanks for sharing ;)

[med_cat]

Anytime; this one is an old favourite :)