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For he liv'd to the end, though he scarcely knows how. 

 With Snaffle and Martingale kept in his real*, 

 His horse's mouth open half up to his ear, 

 Mr. Wardle, who threatened great things overnight, (20) 

 Beyond Stretton was left in most terrible phght : 

 Too lean to be pressed, yet egged on by compulsion, 

 No wonder his nag tumbled into convulsion. 

 Ah ! had he but lost a fore-shoe, or fell lame, 

 'Twould only his sport have curtail'd, not his fame. (21) 

 Loraine, (22) than whom no one his game plays more 



safe, 

 Who the last, than the first, prefers seeing by half; 

 What with nicking (23) and keeping a constant look out, 

 Every turn of the scent surely turn'd to account. 

 The wonderful pluck of his horse surprised some. 

 But he knew they were making point blank for his 



home. 

 " Short home" to be brought we all should desire 

 Could we manage the trick like the Enderby Squire. (24) 

 Wild Shelley, (25) at starting, all ears and all eyes, 

 Who, to get a good start, all experiments tries ; 

 Yet contrived it so ill as to throw out poor Gripsy, (26) 

 Whom he rattled along as if he'd been tipsy ; 



20. Who was said to have threatened that he would beat the whole field 

 the next day. 



21. For which express purpose, more than sport, some are silly enough 

 to suppose he hunts ; and which, though he did actually succeed in one 

 instance some seasons ago, he probably will never do again, having threatened 

 it frequently since with as little success. 



22. Mr. Loraine Smith. 



23. A term of great reproach, according to the above dialect, to those 

 who are so shabby as to cut across to the hounds, when it is eeteemed so 

 much more honourable to follow their very track ; by which spirited line of 

 conduct they may be pretty certain of never seeing them at all. 



24. Where Mr. Loraine Smith lives. 



25. Sir John Shelley.— Wild with joy upon these occasions, must be here 

 meant, as no one can be personally more serious and sedate ; indeed, if the 

 worthy Baronet has a foible it is gravity. 



26. Sir John Shelley's mare. 



