The Lion Path by Charlotte Perkins Gilman

I dare not! / Look! the road is very dark; / The trees stir softly and the bushes shake, / The long grass rustles, and the darkness moves / Here-there-beyond! / There's something crept across the road just now! / And you would have me go? / Go _there_, through that live darkness, hideous / With stir of crouching forms that wait to kill? / Ah, _look_! See there! and there! and there again! / Great yellow glassy eyes, close to the ground! / Look! Now the clouds are lighter I can see / The long slow lashing of the sinewy tails, / And the set quiver of strong jaws that wait! / Go there? Not I! Who dares to go who sees / So perfectly the lions in the path?

Comes one who dares.