| Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936). Verse: 1885–1918. 1922. | | | | “Angutivaun Taina” |
| | Song of the Returning Hunter (Esquimaux)
OUR gloves are stiff with the frozen blood, | |
| Our furs with the drifted snow, | |
| As we come in with the seal—the seal! | |
| In from the edge of the floe. | |
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| Au jana! Aua! Oha! Haq! | 5 |
| And the yelping dog-teams go, | |
| And the long whips crack, and the men come back, | |
| Back from the edge of the floe! | |
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| We tracked our seal to his secret place, | |
| We heard him scratch below, | 10 |
| We made our mark, and we watched beside, | |
| Out on the edge of the floe. | |
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| We raised our lance when he rose to breathe, | |
| We drove it downward—so! | |
| And we played him thus, and we killed him thus, | 15 |
| Out on the edge of the floe. | |
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| Our gloves are glued with the frozen blood, | |
| Our eyes with the drifting snow; | |
| But we come back to our wives again, | |
| Back from the edge of the floe! | 20 |
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| Au jana! Aua! Oha! Haq! | |
| And the loaded dog-teams go, | |
| And the wives can hear their men come back, | |
| Back from the edge of the floe! | | | | |
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