THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE

DANCED ON SHERE KHAN’S HIDE

The Song of Mowgli — I, Mowgli, am singing. Let the jungle

listen to the things I have done.

Shere Khan said he would kill — would kill! At the gates in the

twilight he would kill Mowgli, the Frog!

He ate and he drank. Drink deep, Shere Khan, for when wilt thou

drink again? Sleep and dream of the kill.

I am alone on the grazing-grounds.

Gray Brother, come to me!

Come to me, Lone Wolf, for there is big game afoot!