The Second Jungle Book. Rudyard Kipling

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      "That I do not need. Sing to them a little, lest they be lonely on the road, and, Gray Brother, the song need not be of the sweetest. Go with them, Bagheera, and help make that song. When the night is shut down, meet me by the village – Gray Brother knows the place."

      "It is no light hunting to work for a Man-cub. When shall I sleep?" said Bagheera, yawning, though his eyes showed that he was delighted with the amusement. "Me to sing to naked men! But let us try."

      He lowered his head so that the sound would travel, and cried a long, long, "Good hunting" – a midnight call in the afternoon, which was quite awful enough to begin with. Mowgli heard it rumble, and rise, and fall, and die off in a creepy sort of whine behind him, and laughed to himself as he ran through the Jungle. He could see the charcoal-burners huddled in a knot; old Buldeo's gun-barrel waving, like a banana-leaf, to every point of the compass at once. Then Gray Brother gave the Ya-la-hi! Yalaha! call for the buck-driving, when the Pack drives the nilghai, the big blue cow, before them, and it seemed to come from the very ends of the earth, nearer, and nearer, and nearer, till it ended in a shriek snapped off short. The other three answered, till even Mowgli could have vowed that the full Pack was in full cry, and then they all broke into the magnificent Morning-song in the Jungle, with every turn, and flourish, and grace-note, that a deep-mouthed wolf of the Pack knows. This is a rough rendering of the song, but you must imagine what it sounds like when it breaks the afternoon hush of the Jungle:

      One moment past our bodies cast

      No shadow on the plain;

      Now clear and black they stride our track,

      And we run home again.

      In morning hush, each rock and bush

      Stands hard, and high, and raw:

      Then give the Call: "Good rest to all

      That keep the Jungle Law!

      Now horn and pelt our peoples melt

      In covert to abide;

      Now, crouched and still, to cave and hill

      Our Jungle Barons glide.

      Now, stark and plain, Man's oxen strain,

      That draw the new-yoked plow;

      Now, stripped and dread, the dawn is red

      Above the lit talao.

      Ho! Get to lair! The sun's aflare

      Behind the breathing grass:

      And creaking through the young bamboo

      The warning whispers pass.

      By day made strange, the woods we range

      With blinking eyes we scan;

      While down the skies the wild duck cries:

      "The Day – the Day to Man!"

      The dew is dried that drenched our hide,

      Or washed about our way;

      And where we drank, the puddled bank

      Is crisping into clay.

      The traitor Dark gives up each mark

      Of stretched or hooded claw;

      Then hear the Call: "Good rest to all

      That keep the Jungle Law!"

      But no translation can give the effect of it, or the yelping scorn the Four threw into every word of it, as they heard the trees crash when the men hastily climbed up into the branches, and Buldeo began repeating incantations and charms. Then they lay down and slept, for, like all who live by their own exertions, they were of a methodical cast of mind; and no one can work well without sleep.

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