The slumbering shepherds, shakes
The faint-hearts of the fold with shuddering fear.
The flock's ferocious foe
Compassion doth not know,
His breathing's heard, his furtive foot-fall's near.
It is no season for slack guard,
But watchful care and unrelaxing ward.
This is the Man-Wolf, theme
Of ancient classic dream,
And mediæval myth, at last made fact.