" Aye, aye, Mayster Harrie, I'll tell you with glee — 



For I'm right glad to see to th' old stock you belong ; 

 So now for a moment just listen to me. 

 And you sha'nt be the last as you send him along. 



" Be in time — then drop down to the covert's lee side ; 



Throw away your cigar, leave the jest and the song ; 

 Creep in and keep quiet in some likely ride ; 



Sit still — but be ready to send him along. 



" Watch closely the hounds as they carefully draw — 

 Mark the note of the true one that now throws his 

 tongue ; 



Ears attend for the holloa — ' away, gone away ! ' — 

 Then down like a lightning flash send him along. 



" He's away, he's away, and you're well away, too ; 



You've got a good start, and there's nothing gone wrong ; 

 The pack's all before you, all mad for a view — 



Up, up in your stirrups, and send him along. 



" You're well over some big 'uns, and in the first flight ; 



Never heed those that follow, pell mell and ding dong ; 

 Never look to the left, never look to the right, 



But keep your eyes for'ard and send him along. 



'* The country gets closer, the brooks deep and wide, 

 And some timber it looks most uncomfortably strong ; 



But the low viewing nag will take each in his stride 

 As you sit down upon him and send him along. 



" Near an hour you've been at him, the pace 'gins to tell, 

 And tails they are shaking like tails in Hong Kong ; 



So look to your hand, and your head, too, as well, 

 As you sit close and nurse him, yet send him along. 



