Give voice to a golden age
Imagine a grand English manor house in the halcyon sporting days of the 1900s on a misty autumn morning — the bright scarlet coats of hunt staff jarring to sleepy eyes beneath heavy clouds. Impatient horses are being saddled, and hounds are scurrying back and forth around the huntsman. There is a palpable sense of anticipation in the air, relished by both man and beast.
In some senses, such scenes are highly relatable to all those who set out into the field today, be it mounted or with a gun, but there are also more elusive things about Britain’s sporting past. One excellent way to reconnect with the minutiae of the forgotten is through the folk songs inspired by the pursuit of game, both by gentlemen on one side of the law and poachers on the other.
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