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The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, but where he has digged it too plain, The Council shall send him a message, and so he shall change it again.

If ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the woods with your bay, Lest ye frighten the deer from the crops. and thy brothers go empty away.

Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your cubs as they need, and ye

can;

But kill not for pleasure of killing, and seven times never kill Man.

If ye plunder his Kill from a weaker, devour not all in thy pride;

Pack-Right is the right of the meanest; so leave him the head and the hide.

The Kill of the Pack is the meat of the Pack. Ye must eat where it lies; And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or he dies.

The Kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf. He may do what he will, But, till he has given permission, the Pack may not eat of that Kill.

Cub-Right is the right of the Yearling. From all of his Pack he may claim Full-gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may refuse him the same.

Lair-Right is the right of the Mother.

From all of her year she may claim One haunch of each kill for her litter, and none may deny her the same.

Cave-Right is the right of the Father-to hunt by himself for his own; He is freed of all calls to the Pack; he is judged by the Council alone.

Because of his age and his cunning, be cause of his gripe and his paw, In all that the Law leaveth open, the word of the Head Wolf is Law.

Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and mighty are they;

But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is- Obey !

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AH, bring it not so grudgingly,
The gift thou bringest me,

Thy kind hands shining from afar
Let me in welcome see,

And know the treasure that they hold,
For purest gold.

And with glad feet that linger not,

Come through the summer land, Through the sweet fragrance of the flowers,

Swiftly to where I stand,

And in the sunshine let me wear
Thy token rare.

Fairer for me will be the day,

Fair all the days will be,

And thy rich gift upon my breast

Will make me fair to see;
And beautiful, through all the years,
In joys and tears.

Ah come, and coming do not ask
The answering gift of mine;

Thou hast the pride of offering,
Taste now the joy divine,
And come, content to pass to-day
Empty away.

MY LITTLE DEAR

My little dear, so fast asleep, Whose arms about me cling, What kisses shall she have to keep, While she is slumbering?

Upon her golden baby-hair,

The golden dreams I'll kiss Which Life spread through my morning fair,

And I have saved, for this.

Upon her baby eyes I'll press
The kiss Love gave to me,
When his great joy and loveliness
Made all things fair to see.

And on her lips, with smiles astir.
Ah me, what prayer of old
May now be kissed to comfort her,
Should Love or Life grow cold.

A MODEL

YEAR after year I sit for them,

The boys and girls who come and go, Although my beauty's diadem

Has lain for many seasons low.

When first I came my hair was bright, How hard, they said, to paint its gold, How difficult to catch the light

Which fell upon it, fold on fold, —

How hard to give my happy youth

In all its pride of white and red;

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