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cubhunting starts lionel edwardsIllustration by Lionel Edwards

The trees and the hedges both touched with a glory,
   The bracken all turning to gold,
And grass in the mornings bejewelled and hoary,
   Are sights that are good to behold.

September is with us, and soon we’ll be hearing,
   As mists roll away from the dawn,
A note that is bandied from covert to clearing,
   The magical note of the horn.

And woods that have slumbered in peace and in quiet,
   The whole of the long summer through,
Will suddenly waken to clamour and riot,
   Now cubbing is starting anew.

Posted August 19, 2016

From Somewhere in England by Captain Edric G. Roberts, illustrated by Lionel Edwards

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