Category: Travel Writing
“The hills and the rocks are calling With the wind, their passionate lover, ‘Come up, come higher and higher Where the clouds greet one another; Come up where the mists are swirling, Come up from the valley and glen, We will sing for you there a song That is not for the haunts...
“The hounds but chop, the game is strong, That pace of plight cannot be long, Hark! Tally-ho’s from yon far height, And now the whiners wend in sight, Through Silver Ghyll for S...
2. CHAPTER II“Who—whoop! they have him, they’re round him; They worry and tear when he’s down; ’Twas a stout hill fox when they found him, Now ’tis a hundred tatters of brown.”
3. CHAPTER III“He’s strong and he’s straight, lads, his tongue like a bell, And the stout heart that’s in him, lads, tongue cannot tell, For to breast the steep hill-sides, where faint hearts...
1. CHAPTER I“The hills and the rocks are calling With the wind, their passionate lover, ‘Come up, come higher and higher Where the clouds greet one another; Come up where the mists are swir...
5. CHAPTER V“O’er the bottle at eve, of our pleasures we’ll tell, For no pastime on earth can foxhunting excel; It brightens our thoughts for philosophy’s page, Gives strength to our youth,...