I will set my fox to run, said the Hunter
Through the byways and alleys of your town
I will set my fox to run and with my quiver and my gun
I will ride to the hunting with my hounds
I will set my hawk to fly, said the Hunter
Though the airways and skyways that you breathe
I will set my hawk to rise above your busy city skies
To remind you not to forget me.
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Through the concrete and the glass you never see me as I pass
Through the tarmac and the clay you never see me on my way
In the cities and the towns you think you've knocked my homeland down
But when the wind is blowing high you'll hear my hounds across the sky.
I will mark the oldest road, said the Hunter
Across the motorways and highways of your land
I will mark the oldest roads for the cunning folk to know
And I'll blow my horn when we should take a stand.
For you'll never fence me out, said the Hunter
You'll never fence me out or cut me down
You may think that you have won but with my quiver and my gun
I will ride to the hunting with my hounds
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In the city runs my fox, said the hunter
And my cormorant is fishing in your Thames
And my sparrowhawk will roam above your fancy city home
And the grass will push back your concrete cage.
For you'll never fence me out, said the Hunter
You'll never fence me out or cut me down
You may think that you have won but with my quiver and my gun
I will ride
I will ride...
~ Anne Lister, 'The Hunter Fox'