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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY HUNTING SONG, by CHARLES KINGSLEY Poet's Biography
First Line: Forward! Hark forward's the cry!
Last Line: Don't be left staring alone!
Subject(s): Hunting; Hunters
First Line: Forward! Hark forward's the cry!
Last Line: Don't be left staring alone!
Subject(s): Hunting; Hunters
FORWARD! Hark forward's the cry!
One more fence and we're out on the open,
So to us at once, if you want to live near us!
Hark to them, ride to them, beauties! as on they go,
Leaping and sweeping away in the vale below!
Cowards and bunglers, whose heart or whose eye is slow,
Find themselves staring alone.
So the great cause flashes by;
Nearer and clearer its purposes open,
While louder and prouder the world-echoes cheer us:
Gentlemen sportsmen, you ought to live up to us,
Lead us, and lift us, and hallo our game to us --
We cannot call the hounds off, and no shame to us --
Don't be left staring alone!
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