Down in the green hayWhere monkey and bear usually layThey woke from a stable-boy's cryHe said; someone come quick!The horses got loose, got grass-sick!They'll founder! Fain, they'll dieWhat is now known by the sorrel and the roan?By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding grey?It is: stay by the gate you are givenAnd remain in your place, for your seasonAnd had the overfed dead but listenedTo that high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom...Did you hear that, Bear? Said monkeyWe'll get out of here, fair and squareThey've left the gate open wide!SoMy brideHere is my hand, where is your paw?Try and understand my plan, UrsalaMy heart is a furnaceFull of love that's just, and earnestNow; you know that we must unlearn thisAllegiance to a life of serviceAnd no longer answer to that heartlessHay-monger, nor be his accomplice(that charlatan, with artless hustling!)But; Ursala, we've got to eat somethingAnd earn our keep, while still withinThe borders of the land that man has girded(all do uble-bolted and tight-fisted!)Until we reach the open countryA-steeped in milk and honeyWill you keep your fancy clothes on, for me?Can you bear a little longer to wear that leash?My love, I swear by the air I breathe:Sooner or later, you'll bare your teethBut for now, just dance, darlingC'mon, will you dance, my darling?Darling, there's a place for usCan we go, before I turn to dust?Oh my darling, there's a place for usOh darlingC'mon will you dance, my darling?Oh, the hills are groaning with excessLike a table ceaselessly being setOh my darling, we will get there yetThey trooped past the guards,Past the coops, and the fields, and the farmyardsAll night, till finally:The space they gained grewMuch farther than the stone that bear threwTo mark where they'd stop for teaBut walk a little fasterAnd don't look backwardsYour feast is to the East, which lies a little past the pastureWhen the blackbirds hear tea whistling, they rise and clapAnd their applause caws the kettle blackA nd we can't have none of that!Move along, Bear; there, there; that's thatThough cast in plasterOur Ursala's heart beat fasterThan monkey's ever willBut still;They have got to pay the billsHadn't they?That is what the monkey'd saySo, with the courage of a clown, or a curOr a kite, jerking tight at its tetherIn her dun-brown gown of furAnd her jerkin' of swansdown and leatherBear would sway on her hind legs;The organ would grind dregs of song, for the pleasureOf the children, who'd shriekThrowing coins at her feetThen recoiling in terrorSing, dance, darlingC'mon, will you dance, my darling?Oh darling, there's a place for usCan we go, before I turn to dust?Oh my darling, there's a place for usOh darlingC'mon, will you dance, my darling?You keep your eyes fixed on the highest hillWhere you'll ever-after eat your fillOh my darling, dear, mineIf you danceDance, darling, and I love you stillDeep in the nightShone a weak and miserly lightWhere the monkey shouldered his lampSo meone had told himThe bear had been wanderingA fair piece away from where they were campedSomeone had told himThe bear'd been sneaking awayTo the seaside caverns, to batheAnd the thought troubled the monkeyFor he was afraid of spelunking down in those cavesAlso afraid what the village people would sayIf they saw the bear in that state;Lolling and splashing obscenelyWell, it seemed irrational, really; washing that faceWashing that matted and flea-bit peltIn some sea-spit-shine, old kelp dripping with brineBut monkey just laughed, and he muttered;When she comes back, Ursala will be bursting with prideTill I jump up!Saying: you've been rolling in muck!Saying: you smell of garbage and grime!But far outFar outBy nowBy nowFar out, by now, Bear ploughed'Cause she would not drown:First the outside-legs of the bearUp and fell down, in the water, like knobby gartersThen the outside-arms of the bearFell off, as easy as if sloughed from boiled tomatoesLow'red in a genteel curtsyB ear shed the mantle of her diluvian shoulders;And, with a sigh,She allowed the burden of belly to drop like an apron full of bouldersIf you could hold up her threadbareCoat to the light where it's worn translucent in placesYou'd see spots whereAlmost every night of the year Bear had been mending suspending that basenessNow her coat drags through the waterBagging, with a life's-worth of hunger, limitless minnows;In the magnetic embraceBalletic and glacial of Bear's insatiable shadow;Left there!Left there!When Bear left BearLeft there!Left there!When Bear stepped clear of BearSooner or later you'll bury your teeth
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Copy to Clipboard: Down in the green hayWhere monkey and bear usually layThey woke from a stable-boy's cryHe said; someone come quick!The horses got loose, got grass-sick!They'll founder! Fain, they'll dieWhat is now known by the sorrel and the roan?By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding grey?It is: stay by the gate you are givenAnd remain in your place, for your seasonAnd had the overfed dead but listenedTo that high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom...Did you hear that, Bear? Said monkeyWe'll get out of here, fair and squareThey've left the gate open wide!SoMy brideHere is my hand, where is your paw?Try and understand my plan, UrsalaMy heart is a furnaceFull of love that's just, and earnestNow; you know that we must unlearn thisAllegiance to a life of serviceAnd no longer answer to that heartlessHay-monger, nor be his accomplice(that charlatan, with artless hustling!)But; Ursala, we've got to eat somethingAnd earn our keep, while still withinThe borders of the land that man has girded(all do uble-bolted and tight-fisted!)Until we reach the open countryA-steeped in milk and honeyWill you keep your fancy clothes on, for me?Can you bear a little longer to wear that leash?My love, I swear by the air I breathe:Sooner or later, you'll bare your teethBut for now, just dance, darlingC'mon, will you dance, my darling?Darling, there's a place for usCan we go, before I turn to dust?Oh my darling, there's a place for usOh darlingC'mon will you dance, my darling?Oh, the hills are groaning with excessLike a table ceaselessly being setOh my darling, we will get there yetThey trooped past the guards,Past the coops, and the fields, and the farmyardsAll night, till finally:The space they gained grewMuch farther than the stone that bear threwTo mark where they'd stop for teaBut walk a little fasterAnd don't look backwardsYour feast is to the East, which lies a little past the pastureWhen the blackbirds hear tea whistling, they rise and clapAnd their applause caws the kettle blackA nd we can't have none of that!Move along, Bear; there, there; that's thatThough cast in plasterOur Ursala's heart beat fasterThan monkey's ever willBut still;They have got to pay the billsHadn't they?That is what the monkey'd saySo, with the courage of a clown, or a curOr a kite, jerking tight at its tetherIn her dun-brown gown of furAnd her jerkin' of swansdown and leatherBear would sway on her hind legs;The organ would grind dregs of song, for the pleasureOf the children, who'd shriekThrowing coins at her feetThen recoiling in terrorSing, dance, darlingC'mon, will you dance, my darling?Oh darling, there's a place for usCan we go, before I turn to dust?Oh my darling, there's a place for usOh darlingC'mon, will you dance, my darling?You keep your eyes fixed on the highest hillWhere you'll ever-after eat your fillOh my darling, dear, mineIf you danceDance, darling, and I love you stillDeep in the nightShone a weak and miserly lightWhere the monkey shouldered his lampSo meone had told himThe bear had been wanderingA fair piece away from where they were campedSomeone had told himThe bear'd been sneaking awayTo the seaside caverns, to batheAnd the thought troubled the monkeyFor he was afraid of spelunking down in those cavesAlso afraid what the village people would sayIf they saw the bear in that state;Lolling and splashing obscenelyWell, it seemed irrational, really; washing that faceWashing that matted and flea-bit peltIn some sea-spit-shine, old kelp dripping with brineBut monkey just laughed, and he muttered;When she comes back, Ursala will be bursting with prideTill I jump up!Saying: you've been rolling in muck!Saying: you smell of garbage and grime!But far outFar outBy nowBy nowFar out, by now, Bear ploughed'Cause she would not drown:First the outside-legs of the bearUp and fell down, in the water, like knobby gartersThen the outside-arms of the bearFell off, as easy as if sloughed from boiled tomatoesLow'red in a genteel curtsyB ear shed the mantle of her diluvian shoulders;And, with a sigh,She allowed the burden of belly to drop like an apron full of bouldersIf you could hold up her threadbareCoat to the light where it's worn translucent in placesYou'd see spots whereAlmost every night of the year Bear had been mending suspending that basenessNow her coat drags through the waterBagging, with a life's-worth of hunger, limitless minnows;In the magnetic embraceBalletic and glacial of Bear's insatiable shadow;Left there!Left there!When Bear left BearLeft there!Left there!When Bear stepped clear of BearSooner or later you'll bury your teeth
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