HUNTING SONGS 



And her heart betray'd its secret in the crimson of 

 her blush. 

 Joy indeed it was to feel 

 What she could not now conceal. 

 That no longer to my love-tale would she answer 

 " Hush ! Hush ! Hush ! " 



Cheshire s Welcome 



JANUARY I 88 I 



ERIN once the favoured home 

 Of melody and mirth, 

 The brightest gem of ocean 



And the fairest flower of earth, 

 Erin where two seasons past 



Allured by horn and hound, 

 A Royal Huntress sojourned 

 And a loving welcome found. 



Where rebels now are rulers 



To that land she bids adieu. 

 She comes where all both great and small 



Are staunch good men and true ; 

 She seeks a shire where loyalty 



In every bosom dwells. 

 Where Chester's vale full many a tale 



Of merrie hunting tells. 



Where we meet not to w^age warfare 



With the Palatine Police, 

 Where friendship and good feeling 



Are preservative of peace, 

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