Love thine enemy The rook
Jun 09, 2021
2 minutes
The true hunter respects his prey and we look at all our varied and astonishing quarry species
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There, where the rusty iron lies, The rooks are cawing all the day. Perhaps no man, until he dies, Will understand them, what they say.
These lines come from the poem Rooks by Charles Hamilton Sorley. The Scot joined the Suffolk Regiment, serving in the same
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