Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ANCESTORS, by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS First Line: September! Come out, 'tis september Last Line: With asphodel-cover to give 'em good fun! Subject(s): Hunting; Hunters | ||||||||
"SEPTEMBER! Come out, 'tis September, The moon of the hunter is young," This style, as perhaps you remember, Stamped songs that our grandpapas sung: I can see the old boys, in their day-time's December, But ruddy as pippins and mighty of lung! I can see the green coats and white beavers, The guns (the old flint-lock affair), The cockers they used as retrievers To pick up their partridge or hare; No beaters to bungle, no bag-making fevers Destroy the old-fashioned repose of their air! I see them come down by the spinney, They measure and ram in their lead, Then start through the turnips, with "Prinny" And "Dash" working gaily ahead; If a covey is flushed I would wager a guinea They'll aim for a minutebut kill their birds dead! They go with their old-world precision, Their quaintness of garb and of gun, Till out of my day-dreaming vision They fade in the slant of the sun; Let's hope they are tramping o'er manors Elysian, With asphodel-cover to give 'em good fun! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAMENT OF QUARRY by LEONIE ADAMS KILLDEER by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE YOUNG FOWLER THAT MISTOOK HIS GAME by PHILIP AYRES A POEM ABOUT THE HOUNDS AND THE HARES by LISEL MUELLER A BLACK-LETTER STORY-BOOK by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |
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