HUNTING SONGS 



IX 



" The Honerable Lazzles, who from forrin parts be 



cum, 

 An' a chip of owd Lord Delamere, the Honerable 



Turn ; 

 Squoir Fox an' Booth an' Worthington, Squoir 



Massey an' Squoir Harne, 

 An' many more big sportsmen, but their neames I 



didna larn. 



" I seed that great commander in the saddle. Captain 



Whoit, 

 An' the pack as thrung'd about him was indeed a 



gradely soight ; 

 The dugs look'd foin as satin, an' himsel look'd hard 



as nails, 

 An' he giv the swells a caution not to roid upo' their 



tails. 



XI 



" Says he, ' Young men o' Monchester an Livverpoo, 



cum near, 

 Oiv just a word, a warning word, to whisper in your 



ear. 

 When, starting from the cuvver soid, ye see bowd 



Reynard burst. 

 We canna 'ave no 'unting if the gemmen go it 



first.' 

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