HUNTING SONGS 



XI 



The harmony infus'd into the rhymes which I had 



strung. 

 When first I heard the " Columbine " by James Smith 



Barry sung ; 

 While canvas the remembrance of Sir Peter shall 



prolong. 

 May the name of his successor be endear 'd to you 



in song. 



XII 



The carving of the venison when it smok'd upon the 



board. 

 The twinkling eye of Johnny Glegg, the chaff of 



Charley Ford ; 

 The opening of the oysters, and the closing of the eyes 

 In slumber deep — that balmy sleep which midnight 



cup supplies. 



XIII 



Sir Humphrey and Geof. Shakerley, whose friendship 



never fails, 

 Tho' long of two opinions which was heaviest in the 



scales ; 

 In love of sport as in their weight an even race they 



run, 

 So here's a health to both of them and years of future 



fun. 



XIV 



Old Time, who keeps his own account, however well 



we wear. 

 Time whispers " to the old ones you must add 



another pair," 

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