Poem by Hamlin Garland

Sport

SOMEWHERE, in deeps
  Of tangled, ripening wheat,
A little prairie-chicken cries--
Lost from its fellows, it pleads and weeps.
Meanwhile, stained and mangled,
  With dust-filled eyes,
The unreplying mother lies
Limp and bloody at the sportsman's feet. 

1. In August
2. The Herald Crane
3. On the Mississippi
4. Boyish Sleep
5. The Ute Lover

Abraham Cowley Sport ("The merry waves dance up and down, and play")

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