English Grass!
Subject: Poetry
Hunt: Pytchley with Woodland Foxhounds, Quorn Foxhounds
Come, horsemen all, from every field And taste this rare delight, And see what English pastures yield To those whose hearts beat right! Come, haste and quaff the stirrup-cup! Turn down the empty glass! The horn is blown, the hunt is up, And here’s our English grass! And here are foxes swift to find And...