Longbow.

The Joy is great of him who strays
In shady woods on summer days,
With eyes alert and muscles steady,
His long-bow strung, his arrows ready.

Cheerily blow the bugle horn
In the cool green woods of morn;
Loose the hounds and let them go,
Wax the cord and bend the bow.

- Maurice Thompson, from The Witchery of Archery

Historian Mike Loades discusses the history and use of the longbow ...

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