SQUIRE OF GRUMBLETON 



A Growl from the Squire of Gru7nbleto?i 



I 



1WAS born and bred a Tory, 

 And my prejudice is strong, 

 Young men, bear with me kindly. 

 If you think my notions wrong. 



II 



I learnt them from my father, 

 One whose pride it was to sit. 



Ere the ballot-box was thought of, 

 By the side of Billy Pitt. 



Ill 

 I love the gabled mansion 



By my ancestors uprear'd, 

 Where the stranger-guest is welcome. 



And the friend by time endear'd. 



IV 



I love the old grey bell-tower. 



And its ivy-muffled clock ; 

 And I love the honest Parson 



As himself he loves his flock. 



Fresh youth I feel within me 

 When a morning fox is found. 



And I hear the merry music 



Through the ringing woods resound. 



