He stands in the porch of the World —
( Why should the door be shut? )
The grey wolf waits at his heel,
( Why is the window barred? )
Wild is the trail from the Kimash Hills,
The blight has fallen on bush and tree,
The choking earth has swallowed the streams,
Hungry and cold is the Red Patrol-
( Why should the door be shut? )
The Scarlet Hunter has come to bide —
( Why is the window barred? )
He waits at the threshold stone —
( Why should the key-hole rust? )
The eagle broods at his side,
( Why should the blind be drawn? )
Long has he watched and far has he called —
The lonely sentinel of the North —
“Who goes there?” to the wandering soul
Heavy of heart is the Red Patrol —
( Why should the key-hole rust? )
The Scarlet Hunter is sick for home,
( Why should the blind be drawn? )
Heavy of heart is the Red Patrol —
( Why should the key-hole rust? )
The Scarlet Hunter is sick for home,
( Why should the blind be drawn? )
Hungry and cold is the Red Patrol —
( Why should the door be shut? )
The Scarlet Hunter has come to bide,
( Why is the window barred? )