Hunting Song THE dusky night rides down the sky, And…
““Hunting Song THE dusky night rides down the sky, And ushers in the morn; The hounds all join in glorious cry, The huntsman winds his horn: And a hunting we will go. The wife around her husband throws Her arms, and begs his stay; My dear, it rains, and hails, and snows, You will not hunt to-day. But a hunting we will go. A brushing fox in yonder wood, Secure to find we seek; For why, I carry'd sound and good A cartload there last week. And a hunting we will go. Away he goes, he flies the rout, Their steeds all spur and switch; Some are thrown in, and some thrown out, And some thrown in the ditch: But a hunting we will go. At length is strength to faintness worn, Poor Reynard ceases flight; Then hungry, homeward we return, To feast away the night: Then a drinking we will go.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poem humorously depicts a chaotic hunt, using vivid imagery and repetitive refrains to mock the absurdity of endless pursuits.
In simple terms: A chaotic hunt is described with humor.
Recognize the futility of endless pursuits.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- hunting expeditions
- group activities
- overambitious plans
- rituals
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- When does persistence become pointless?
- How can humor reveal hidden truths?
The satire may oversimplify genuine effort.