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Threw off, and within a few moments we found, 

 A famovis game fox at the dwelling called Round. 

 To find a good fox we expect at Edge Hill, 

 They're the sort for the pow'r, the speed, and the will. 



Now reynard's away — we'll endeavour to trace 

 How many could live at his rate and his pace. 

 Made Warmington earths, where of shelter bereft. 

 He pass'd Wroxton Abbey a glance on the left; 

 Then o'er Shutford Hills, which most of us know 

 Are sure to try hard the weak horses and slow. 

 Ran almost to Bloxam, then turn'd to the right. 

 Leaving Bloxam village a mile from the sight ; 

 Inclin'd to the left, as for Banbury down. 

 But shy'd when he came within view of the town. 

 Off to Middleton Cheney, where we can say 

 We kill'd him — and so made an end of the day. 



This was a most capital thing of about two hours and 

 40 minutes, and the distance not less than 17 miles. 



Mr. Shirley, Mr. Napier, Mr. John Lockley, and 

 Mr. H. CocKBiLL, on his little brown mare ; and Mr. Bush 

 and others from Lord Seagrave's hunt, went well, and 

 were up at the death. 



Jack Wood knew his place, and how to keep it. 



The Stratford Hunt Ball, on the 28th of January, was 

 well attended by the Members of the Hunt and many other 

 gentlemen, and a splendid company of ladies. 



The hounds threw off, for the last time this reason, 

 at Hook Norton, on the 5th of April, 1824. 



