HUNTING SONGS 



Still jarr'd some note discordant 



As he blew the trumpet loud, 

 Still dimm'd the radiant glory 



Of the day some little cloud. 



At each daring deed of horsemanship 



Amazement I express ; 

 'Mid such mighty men of valour 



Which the mightiest ? who could guess ? 



Till at length a tell-tale offer 



Set the question quite at rest ; 

 Nor could I doubt which, out and out. 



Of the four had seen it best. 



Jack had never said, like Horner, 



" How good a boy am I," 

 But I saw within the corner 



Of his lid a twinkle sly ; 



When to Jack, though in a whisper, 



Ned was overheard to say, 

 " If you'll take four hundred for him, 



You shall have it for the Bay." 



The Lovers'" Quarrel 



FOR a maid fair and young to the portal was led. 

 For her pastime one morning, a bay thorough- 

 bred ; 

 At once with light step to the saddle she bounds. 

 Then away to the crowd which encircled the hounds. 

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