Hunting Poetry

The Willows that Fringe the Brook.

Posted on Sunday, January 29, 2017
Written by: Peter Brook

I’LL tell you a yarn of the vale we crossed When hounds were running a scent breast-high ; When the hunt was weeded, the skirters lost, And turf like water was fleeting by. There were hardly ten of our hardest men Could hope to live on the line they took ; And out of the...

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A Muddling Run.

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Written by: Peter Brook

When you pull on your leathers in softest of weathers, You count on some sport before sinking of sun; Hope luck will betide you-no rival o’erride you­ Hope all sorts of sport but a muddling run.   You ride to the meet on your bunter so fleet on The days when he’s minded your sharp...

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A Lay of Glen Lochay

Posted on Sunday, December 4, 2016
Written by: Helen Brook

“The Country Squire” submitted this lengthy poetic version of an old ghost story to Bailys Magazine in November 1861.  It has a second title of “The Legend of Coillich Wood” and the original story was very popular at the time.   I will sing you a lay of Glen Lochay, The tale of the Coillich...

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The Cambridgeshire Gazetteer

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Written by: Helen Brook

First seen in the August 1861 issue of Bailys Magazine of Sports and Pastimes, this charming submission from an author known only as “B” is a reminder of linguistic puns, and also how local dialects can lead cause navigational challenges to the new arrival in even some of the best hunting country.  For reference, “Boxer”,...

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The Best Music

Posted on Sunday, November 27, 2016
Written by: Peter Brook

Submitted to Bailys in 1883 this poem is not typical of those descriptive poems that were often sent in following a memorable day with hounds but which often required the reader to understand the context or characters. Today we might do the same on a post hunt evening with a DVD and a Tumblers Club...

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