UHLAND'S WHITE STAG.

Into the woods three huntsmen came,

Seeking the white stag for their game.

They laid them under a green fir-tree

And slept, and dreamed strange things to see.

I dreamt I was beating the leafy brush,

When out popped the noble stag — hush, hush!

As ahead of the clamorous pack he sprang,

I pelted him hard in the hide — piff, bang!

And as that stag lay dead I blew

On my horn a lusty tir-ril-la-loo!

So speak the three as there they lay

When lo! the white stag sped that way,

Frisked his heels at those huntsmen three,

Then leagues o'er hill and dale was he —

Hush, hush! Piff, bang! Tir-ril-la-loo!