APPENDIX. 36; 



From where our County Member's home 

 Looks down on Roden's yellow foam, 

 To where stands hard by Els'nham Hall, 

 A ' " County Member " in his stall, 

 On Epping plain, in Potter Street, 

 Where Wid and Can with Chelmer meet. 

 Where Easton's verdant park extends, 

 Where the high tapering spire lends 

 A charm to Stortford's busy mart, 

 One sorrow touches every heart. 

 Farmer and hind one grief assails. 

 Peasant and Peer alike bewails. 

 The rich, the poor, all, all complain, 

 " Would we could see him back again ! " 



Oh ! think how, when late in the day. 

 Hounds, disappointed, turned away, 

 On weary roads their feet to press. 

 From wastes of woodland tenantless. 

 When dwindled to a little band 

 The following under your command. 

 Oh ! think how then the magic word 

 Our quick'ning pulses thrilled and stirred 

 " Loftie, there's yet an hour to dark," 

 " May I tell Bailey, Latton Park ? " 



In every sportsman's heart and mind 

 The name of Arkwright is enshrined. 

 Worthy his sire and grandsire's fame. 

 He puts to everlasting shame 

 Those covert owners who delight 

 To follow fox in headlong flight 



Sir Walter Gilbey's celebrated Hackney Sire. 



