<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538491" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Happiest Man in England</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The happiest man in England rose an hour before the dawn; <br>The stars were in the purple and the dew was on the lawn;<br>He sang from bed to bathroom-he could only sing ‘John Peel' ; <br>He donned his boots and breeches and he buckled on his steel.<br>He chose his brightest waistcoat and his stock with care he tied, <br>Though scarce a soul would see him in his early morning ride. <br>He hurried to the stable through the dim light of the stars, <br>And there his good horse waited, clicking rings and bridle-bars. <br>The happiest man in England took a grey lock in his hand <br>And settled in his saddle like a seagull on the sand. <br>Then from the shadowy kennel all the eager pack outpoured, <br>And the happiest man in England saw them scatter on the sward. <br>He trotted through the beeches long before the east was red, <br>Then he turned across the pasture and he gave the grey his head; <br>And the hounds swept on beside him in a merry mottled crowd, <br>And he blew them down the valley with a horn-blast, good and loud.<br>The happiest man in England turned down the stony lane, <br>The heart of him was singing as he heard the hoofs again; <br>And where the blind ditch narrows and the deep-set gorse begins <br>He waved his pack to covert, and he cheered them through the whins. <br>He heard old Gladstone whimper, then Merryman give tongue; <br>He saw the green gorse shaking as the whole pack checked and swung; <br>Then through the ditch came creeping a shy cub lithe and lean, <br>And nothing but a cocked grey ear betrayed that he was seen.<br>But once beyond the brambles and across the heath and clear <br>With half a league of open ground and not a whinbush near, <br>The happiest man in England blew the freedom of the pass, <br>And two-and-twenty couple backed his music on the grass. <br>He holds no brief for slaughter, but the cubs must take their chance; <br>The weak must first go under that the strong may lead the dance; <br>And when the grey strides out and shakes the foam- flecks from his rings <br>The happiest man in England would not change his place with kings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Ogilvie">William Henry Ogilvie</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538491" data-title="The Happiest Man in England de William Henry Ogilvie" data-description="The happiest man in England rose an hour before the dawn; The stars were in the purple and the dew was on the lawn; He sang from bed to bathroom-he could only sing ‘John Peel' ; He donned his boots and breeches and he buckled on his steel. He ..."></div> </div> </div>

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