Hunt: Holcombe Harriers

A Lancashire Hare

Posted on Tuesday, June 13, 2023 in:
Subject: Poetry
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O brown are the moors in the grey morning lying Where the west wind comes singing o’er wide sea and plain; O blithe on the hills when the autumn is dying The hound and the horn wake the echoes again. Here’s to the hills bleak and bare: To the winds that give challenge to care!...

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‘For’ard on!’

Posted on Monday, June 12, 2023 in:
Subject: Poetry
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Now the last meet is over, the last hunt is done, And the last farewell spoken at set of the sun, And the ghost of a voice in the waft of a cry Seems to ring far away ‘twixt the fields and the sky: ‘For’ard on!’ Hey, Bugler, hey, Beaver, and hounds one and all,...

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