HUNTING SONGS 



IV 



The classical Quassitum and the President's hard chair, 

 Each year's succeeding Patroness whose charms were 



toasted there ; 

 The inevitable wrangle which the Farmer's cup 



provokes, 

 Sir Watkin cracking biscuits, and Sir Harry cracking 



jokes. 



v 



The match in which though Adelaide but held a 



second place. 

 No judge was there to certify that Go-by won the 



race. 

 The stakes withheld — the winner told jocosely by the 



Hunt, 

 With nothing else to pocket he must pocket the 



affront. 



VI 



Earl Wilton ever foremost amid Leicestershire high 



flyers, 

 Coming down from Melton Mowbray to enlighten 



Cheshire Squires ; 

 Belgrave who unbreech'd us, and one fatal afternoon 

 First cloth'd us to the ankle in the modern pantaloon. 



VII 



The foxes which from Huxley gorse have led us 



many a dance, 

 Joe Maiden, best of huntsmen, best of whips old 



Tommy Ranee ; 

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