HUNTING SONGS 



The Spectre Siag^ 



A LEGEND OF THE RHINE 



A BARON lived in Germany, 

 Of old and noble race, 

 Whose mind was wholly bent upon 

 The pleasures of the chase. 



II 



Thro' summer's sultry dog-days, 

 Thro' winter's frost severe, 



This Baron's hunting season 



Was twelve months in the year. 



Ill 



From dawn till dark he hunted. 

 And the truth I grieve to speak. 



The number of his hunting days 

 Was seven in the week. 



IV 



No lands within his seignorie 

 Was serf allowed to till ; 



No cornfield in the valley, 

 No vineyard on the hill. 



1 Note 29. 

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