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Lo! the rude savage, naked and untaught,
Shares with his mate what arts and arms have caught;
When winter darkness clouds his long, long night,
See how he strives to find the social light;
His woodland wife, his forest children dear,
Smooth the bleak storms that sadden half his year.
For them he tracks the monster in the snow;
For them he hurls his sling, and twangs his bow.
Shares with his mate what arts and arms have caught;
When winter darkness clouds his long, long night,
See how he strives to find the social light;
His woodland wife, his forest children dear,
Smooth the bleak storms that sadden half his year.
For them he tracks the monster in the snow;
For them he hurls his sling, and twangs his bow.
| Miscellanies (1785) | |