The Dusky Crew




OUR heads were rough, and our hands were black
With the ink-stain's midnight hue;
We scouted all, both great and small—
We were a dusky crew;
And each boy's hand was against us raised—
'Gainst me and the Other Two.

We chased the hare from her secret lair,
We roamed the woodlands through;
In parks and grounds far out of bounds
Wandered our dusky crew;
And the keepers swore to see us pass—
Me and the Other Two.

And one there was who was light of limb,
Nimble and wary too.
A spirit grim we made of him
Unto our dusky crew;
He fetched and carried for all us three—
Me and the Other Two.

Our secret caves in the cold dark earth
The luscious lettuce grew;
We ate the cress in merriness—
We were a dusky crew;
The radish red gave sweet repast
To me and the Other Two.

Our lettuces are dead and gone,
Our plans have fallen through;
We wander free in misery—
We are a wretched crew;
For a master's wrath has fallen on us—,
On me and the Other Two.

He found our cave in the cold, dark earth,
He crept the branches through;
He caught us in our Council-Hall—
Caught us, a dusky crew;
To punishment he led us all—
Me and the Other Two.

Our lettuces are dead and gone,
Our plans have fallen through.
We wander free in misery—
We are a wretched crew.
Will happiness no more return
To me and the Other Two?