Part III (Buck and Doe with cries enter the room.)
Reading edition
I How the cold shivers me! No snow is falling now, Where does the sun’s fire hide? Something comes roaring loud Swift footed, warning me! II Its breath blinds the night eyes, Like rainy vapor falls! Now it walks close to me, Warming and coaxing me, Where the black forest frowns. (Whip-poor-will chorus)
