I hear a sudden cry of pain!
There is a rabbit in a snare:
Now I hear the cry again,
But I cannot tell from where.
But I cannot tell from where
He is calling out for aid!
Crying on the frightened air,
Making everything afraid!
Making everything afraid!
Wrinkling up his little face!
And he cries again for aid;
- and I cannot find the place!
And I cannot find the place
Where his paw is in the snare!
Little One! Oh, Little One!
I am searching everywhere!
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From guest MARGARET GEIGER (contact)
just memories of being aged about 9 at school, during a poetry lesson -
I'll translate
From guest Margaret (contact)
I love this poem. unfortunately, James Stephens is not popular in Russia. I try to translate it in Russian and popularize -
i love animals
I love animals!!! Amazing poetry and nice poet he rockz -
Appreciation of the poem
From guest sumana Hettiarachchi (contact)
A poem heard and learnt in nineteen thirties and still ringing in my ear with full of compassion and sympathy. Animal at the hands of cruelty struggling to die. Let these poems be brought to the ears of the now a days children who love to read poetry and allow kindness be cherished in their minds as oldern days. -
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marvellous
From guest Arianne Klarisse Mercado (contact)
The poem is very good and i really like it! -
good poem
From guest Chamali Bopitiya (contact)
this is the poem thay I love much.when I read this I hear the cry of the rabbit.I can imagine how it is suffering more and more at the snare.the poet gives the strong message that we should love the animals as they too belongs to this land as well as human. -
From guest Carolyn (contact)
When I read this poem my heart breaks for this suffering rabbit. Such admirable compassion from the poet. -
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I Just had to find it
From guest Stephen (contact)
Just been on holiday to the lake district at one point found myself reciting it just had to find it to check I had it right and to my surprise I had all power to my English teacher. -
From guest Eileen Cooper (contact)
I learened this poem 68yrs ago and was reminded of it when out walking and heard an animal shriek I am often reminded of the poems we learned by heart and were so relevant to me as a child growing up during the2nd world war We spent hours roaming the country side and did not need reminding of environmental issues We had and still have a tremendous care for the wonderful country side we grew up in -
There goes rabbit skin.
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From guest eva (contact)
I learnt this poem whilst at school in jamaica in the fifties as a little girl then,but I could not remember by whom it was written.So thanks very much.I am now in my dotage and all the poems I learnt as a girl are all coming back to me. -
CUTE.....
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Long ago
From guest Stephen (contact)
Hermione, I had to learn this poem 50 years ago for a poetry competition when I started in year 7 i also remebered every word. now aged 61 the words mean much more to me now than they did then but even then thy must have had such an impact for me to rememember them without hesitating. My all time favourite -
Memories
From guest Hermione (contact)
I'm from the Caribbean (live in the US now). Some 18yrs ago I had to learn and recite this poem at school. For some reason I just thought of it and remembered every last word. How strange was that? -
This is the best poem I have ever heard
From guest Michael Mullens 10yrs (contact)
My mummy showed me this poem that she loves. I am now learning about this poet for school. It made me feel to protect nature aspecially little animals -
I FEEL SO BAD
From guest krystal cadwell (contact)
I catch rabbits with my dad and i never really thought how sad it was! I am a big animal lover but i eat wild animals and now that i heard this i might just let my dad set them from now on, -
Thanks to you.
From guest Rachel (contact)
I had forgotten my book at school and needed the poem to answer some QUESTIONS so I looked up the poem 'The Snare' and found your site. Thanks to you I haven't got a report and would have DIED OF SHAME. -
I lost my poetry book
From guest Ashan (contact)
I was a student of sulaimaniya centrel collage sri lanka,but now I am not now I am in india. when i came from sri lanka i was unable to bring my English literiture book which contains the poem "The snare" But Thanks To You Guys now I got my poem back. -
deepest sorrow
From guest Faiha (contact)
i think the poet has described the pain that he has seen of another.it shows that this person was trapped in somewhere and was suffering a lot.he was calling for aid but no response could be given by the poet.it was faint first but the pain seems to grow more each day.and even though he wants to help it cannot be given. -
The Snare
From guest Carol Kidd (contact)
I entered a speech competiton in school in approx 1962 and this was my poem, I had forgotten the final verse and was thrilled to be able to search the web for the poem, I had thought it was Robert Louis Stevenson. -
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Brings back wonderful memories!
From guest p o laimhin (contact)
As a young child I have witnessed the catching of a rabbit in a snare and, apart from the hidden meaning he describes the scene and experience so clearly -
I think the theme of this poem is about freedom .
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I think that the poete discribes his suffering when he was a little child because his father left him and his mother got married to a nother person. So he uses a little rabbite in a snare to show his feeling and the rubbite always sympolises the victem.
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The poet describes a sudden cry of pain.It is a rabbit caught in a trap.H e tries to find him, but cannot find the place.The painful cry haunts him,yet he fails to discover the unfortunate thing.The cry,though faint in the begining,overpowers everything,and even the air itself seems to be full of fright and pain.Mark the gradual intensity of pain,and note the action of the poet.The incident arouses a nameless sympathy for the poor and for those who are weak and unhappy.
With this poem we enter the outside world which lies on the borders of childhood.The rabbit,and the trap appear as an unfamiliar thing and we ask as to why there are traps for such loving creatures as the rabbits.
Well in short this is an amazing poem .theme is appealing.
Making everything afraid!
Wrinkling up his little face!
And he cries again for aid;
- and I cannot find the place!
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