noon
`` Now , sir , I am ready . '' _ O tranquil moon ! O pitying moon ! Put forth thy cool , protecting palms , And cool their eyes with cooling alms , Against the burning tears of noon . _ _ O saintly , noiseless-footed nun ! O sad-browed patient mother , keep Thy homeless children while they sleep , And kiss them , weeping , every one . _ At first there was a loud demonstration against Logan by the mob , that always gathers about where a man is captured by his fellows -- the wolves that come up when the wounded buffalo falls .