118 THE WARWICKSHIRE HUNT. [1834 



And well has young Mostyn supported 



The sporting renown of his race ; 

 The Aeundells, too, are reported 



To have follow'd their friend to the chase. 



Chorus. 



I am told Chandos Leigh was there also, 



If he was, I am sure he went well ; 

 There were other right good 'uns, but all so 



Dispersed, that one scarcely can tell. 

 As for the bold Captain Magennis, 



Who is better distinguished as Dick ; 

 Poor man, why it truly a sin is 



To see a good fellow so sick. 



Chorus. 



Now sing we the praises of Thornhill, 



Though last, not the least in my song ; 

 In a long run, I'll bet no man born will 



Than Thorkhill go better along. 

 As master of hounds, 'tis notorious. 



There is hardly a better alive ; 

 His career, too, though short, is so glorious. 



That long may he prosper and thrive. 



Chorus. 



My muse happens to think that the first flight, 



It were rather invidious to name ; 

 But then there are some who've the best right. 



So proud a precedence to claim. 

 We all know that Bon Ferdinando, 



Although he's a great man in Spain, 

 Yet cannot do more than he can do, 



And never will do it again. 



Chorus. 



And this handsome Jack would discover, 



Who, tho' not the Colossus of Rhodes, 

 On that day could not have strode over 



Mtich ground, if it were not for roads. 

 But where, 'mid the many late comers, 



Was Lord Eastnor ; i'faith, I forget, 

 I know one can scarcely set Somers, 



But then one may see Somerset. 



Chorus. 



