e. e. cummings
All in Green Went My Love Riding
On a great horse of gold
Into the silver dawn
Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The merry deer ran before
Fleeter be they than dappled dreams
The swift sweet deer
The red rare deer
Four red roebuck at a white water
The cruel bugle sang before
Horn at hip went my love riding
Riding the echo down
Into the silver dawn
Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The level meadows ran before
Softer be they than slippered sleep
The lean lithe deer
The fleet flown deer
Four fleet does at a gold valley
The famished arrow sang before
Bow at belt went my love riding
Riding the mountain down
Into the silver dawn
Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The sheer peaks ran before
Paler be they than daunting death
The sleek slim deer
The tall tense deer
Four tell stags at a green mountain
The lucky hunter sang before
All in green went my love riding
On a great horse of gold
Into the silver dawn
Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
My heart fell dead before