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HARK FORRARD, HARK FORRARD 

 AWAY. 



Hark forrard, hark forrard away, 

 They mean it, they mean it to-day ; 

 Away like a bird in the heart of the breeze, 

 Away for the Hne of the whispering trees, 

 Away for the open and go as you please, 

 Hark forrard, hark forrard away. 



The huntsman in front on the bay. 



Flies on like a boy at his play. 

 He counts the good pack speeding over the plain. 

 And grins as he looks for a skirter in vain. 

 He says to the whip " They are at it again," 



" Hark forrard, hark forrard away." 



See Rarity sailing away. 

 The hound that will brook no delay. 

 See her lashing along with her wonderful pace ; 

 She speaks to her sisters, who run for a place, 

 " Come follow me on if you'd join in the race," 

 " Hark forrard, hark forrard away." 



