10 The Log-Cock 
Would you seek him ? Borrow owl wings 
Soft as darkness, light as lake-mist ; 
Learn to tread the leaves with fox feet, 
Like the hare to cross the snow-drifts, 
Learn to burrow like the w^oodchuck, 
Learn to listen like the partridge. 
Learn to wait as does the wild cat, 
Learn to start as does the red deer ; 
Wary, watchful, is the log-cock, 
Man among his foes most dreading. 
Once his realm reached to the ocean. 
Once the Saugus heard his clamor, 
But the hand that felled the hemlock 
Drove him backward to the mountains. 
Seek him not beside still waters, 
Seek him not in meadow grasses, 
Seek him not in new-grown timber ; 
Only in primeval forests, 
Only where the mighty hemlocks 
Skyward lift their storm-bent branches, 
Will you find the log-cock toiling. 
Will you hear his shriek appalling, 
Will you see his flame crest gleaming. 
