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W H Auden - Hunting Fathers
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     Our hunting fathers told the story
     Of the sadness of the creatures,
     Pitied the limits and the lack
     Set in their finished features;
     Saw in the lion`s intolerant look,
     Behind the quarry`s dying glare,
     Love raging for, the personal glory
     That reason`s gift would add,
     The liberal appetite and power,
     The rightness of a god.

     Who, nurtured in that fine tradition,
     Predicted the result,
     Guessed Love by nature suited to
     The intricate ways of guilt,
     That human ligaments could so
     His southern gestures modify
     And make it his mature ambition
     To think no thought but ours,
     To hunger, work illegally,
     And be anonymous?
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