Song out of Midian


Stanza 7 (Pop Up)

Re-read stanza 7.

Do you long for the lowing herds, Astair?
For the desert's dawning white?
For the hawk-eyed tribesman's coarse hard fare,
and the brown firm limbs that are hard and bare,
And the eagle's rocks and the lion's lair,
and the tents of the Israelite?

Instructions for the Quiz

Choose the word that changes the meaning of the poem the least.