142 WARWICKSHIRE HUNT. 



THE WARWICKSHIRE HOUNDS. 

 A SONO, 



WRITTEN BY A GENTLEMAN OF THE HUNT, AND SUNG BY HIM AT A 

 SUPPER GIVEN BY LORD MIDDLETON, AT STRATFORD. 



The triumphs of heroes let others declare. 

 Or in ecstasy sing of the charms of the fair ; 

 Of love, or of war, may the verse freely flow. 



May the glass aid my song, and good humour have place, 

 While I sing of the joys that arise from the chase, 

 Tallyho — Tallyho ! may the Warwickshire hounds ever 

 gallantly go ! 



With a southerly wind and light clovids in the sky. 

 The air light and mild, nerves and spirits all high, 

 Tallyho — Tallyho ! to the covert we go ,• 



Hark, Bachelor 1 speaking — by heavens ! 'tis good. 

 Ride on, Bill, and cheer them well out of the wood. 

 Tallyho — Tallyho ! see the Warwickshire hounds how they 

 gallantly go ! 



With face beaming cunning, and light tripping pace. 

 See the fox view'd away, hark the hounds in full chase ; 

 Tallyho ! Tallyho ! how they eagerly go. 



Hold hard for one moment, and give them fair play. 

 You'll want your top speed if they once get away ; 

 Tallyho — Tallyho ! see the Warwickshire pack how they 

 gallantly go ! 



Bachflor. 1 — This hound was presented to Jjord Middleton by Mr. 

 Musters, and was hunted with the pack for three or four years, and then 

 returned to his former owner. He was a good cold-hunter, and his 

 Lordship was very partial to him. 



