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Here's to the Gr8eme,(4) wlio does not disdain 

 In a north country province to ride, sir ; 



ITorgetting that once, thro' the Leicestershire plain, 

 Scarce a rival could live by his side, sir. 



Here's to the Colonel,(5) if warm be his name, 



Both that and his heart go together ; 

 In pleasant discourse, whilst we ride down the lane, 



Let us be in no hurry to sever. 



Here's to friend George, the beau of CamphilJ, 



A good one, if fast be the chase, sir ; 

 To pass him, 1 tell you, requires as much skill 



As Fieschi, when he won the race, sir. 



Here's to the Baron of Sawley so sly, — 



Here's to his horse that is black, sir ; 

 [Forgetting that always a crow cannot fly, 



He fell o'er a fence on his back, sir, 



Here's to Straubenzee, the dashing and bold. 

 Taking all in his stroke like a man, sir ; 



And the pith of the story remains to he told — 

 You can't shake him oif from the " Van," sir. 



Here's to the Major, the gallant and true. 



In riding to no one he'll yield, sir ; 

 See, he brings by his side a young damsel in view. 



To beat half the men in the field, sir. 



Here's to Dundas's,(6) both Thomas and John, 



They come but to make us remember 

 How short is their stay — for to London they're gone 



Ere the end of the month of November. 



4. Sir Bellingham Graham. 



5. Colonel Arden. 



t. Sons of the first Earl of Zetland. 



