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The Collar-Bone of a Hare
| Would I could cast a sail on the water | | Where many a king has gone | | And many a king’s daughter, | | And
alight at the comely trees and the lawn, | | The playing upon pipes and the dancing, | | And learn that the
best thing is | | To change my loves while dancing | | And pay but a kiss for a kiss. | | | | | | I would find by the edge
of that water | | The collar-bone of a hare | | Worn thin by the lapping of water, | | And pierce it through with a
gimlet and stare | | At the old bitter world where they marry in churches, | | And laugh over the untroubled
water | | At all who marry in churches, | | Through the white thin bone of a hare. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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