E. E. Cummings(1894–1962)
All in green went my love riding
All in green went my love riding
on a great h o r s e of gold
i n t o t h e silver d a w n .
four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
the merry deer ran before.
F l e e t e r b e t h e y t h a n d a p p l e d d r e a m s
t h e s w i f t s w e e t d e e r
t h e red rare deer.
F o u r red r o e b u c k at a w h i t e w a t e r
the cruel bugle sang before.
H o r n a t hip w e n t m y love riding
riding t h e e c h o d o w n
i n t o t h e silver d a w n .
four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
the level meadows ran before.
S o f t e r b e t h e y t h a n slippered s l e e p
t h e l e a n lithe d e e r
t h e f l e e t f l o w n deer.
F o u r f l e e t d o e s at a g o l d valley
the f a m i s h e d arrow sang before.
B o w a t b e l t w e n t m y love riding
riding t h e m o u n t a i n d o w n
i n t o t h e silver d a w n .
four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
the sheer peaks ran before.
P a l e r b e t h e y t h a n d a u n t i n g d e a t h
t h e s l e e k s l i m d e e r
t h e tall t e n s e deer.
Four tall stags at a green mountain
the lucky hunter sang before.
All in green went my love riding
on a great h o r s e of gold
i n t o t h e silver d a w n .
four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
my heart fell dead before.