Artist: Jack London
Lyrics of Artist: Jack London
Lyrics of Artist: Jack London
[Lyric] The Call of the Wild CHAP. 1 (Jack London)
Chapter I. Into the Primitive "Old longings nomadic leap, Chafing at custom's chain; Again from its brumal sleep Wakens the ferine strain." Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide-water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego....Learn MoremiscJack London[Lyric] The Call of the Wild CHAP. 6 (Jack London)
Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man When John Thornton froze his feet in the previous December his partners had made him comfortable and left him to get well, going on themselves up the river to get out a raft of saw-logs for Dawson. He was still limping slightly at the time he rescued Buck, but with the continued warm weather even the slight limp...Learn MoremiscJack London[Lyric] The Call of the Wild CHAP. 2 (Jack London)
Chapter II. The Law of Club and Fang Buck's first day on the Dyea beach was like a nightmare. Every hour was filled with shock and surprise. He had been suddenly jerked from the heart of civilization and flung into the heart of things primordial. No lazy, sun-kissed life was this, with nothing to do but loaf and be bored. Here was neither peace,...Learn MoremiscJack London[Lyric] The Call of the Wild CHAP. 5 (Jack London)
Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail Thirty days from the time it left Dawson, the Salt Water Mail, with Buck and his mates at the fore, arrived at Skaguay. They were in a wretched state, worn out and worn down. Buck's one hundred and forty pounds had dwindled to one hundred and fifteen. The rest of his mates, though lighter dogs, had relatively...Learn MoremiscJack London[Lyric] The Call of the Wild CHAP. 3 (Jack London)
Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast The dominant primordial beast was strong in Buck, and under the fierce conditions of trail life it grew and grew. Yet it was a secret growth. His newborn cunning gave him poise and control. He was too busy adjusting himself to the new life to feel at ease, and not only did he not pick fights, but he...Learn MoremiscJack London[Lyric] The Call of the Wild CHAP. 4 (Jack London)
Chapter IV. Who Has Won to Mastership "Eh? Wot I say? I spik true w'en I say dat Buck two devils." This was Francois's speech next morning when he discovered Spitz missing and Buck covered with wounds. He drew him to the fire and by its light pointed them out. "Dat Spitz fight lak hell," said Perrault, as he surveyed the gaping rips and...Learn MoremiscJack London