Bright hope arises from the dark

And makes the mighty tremble.

Princes cant fail to see his mark,

Nor can they now dissemble.

With hair like moleskin smooth and black,

And mask of blue jay feathers,

He vows wrongdoers to attack,

strikes princes in all weather.

He hunts their game,

He robs their gold-

And him they would have slain,

But hes away, he will not stay,

They seek the Jay in vain.