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Then over bank and hedge and ditch, 

 Let Members great and Brewers rich 



Bound, the fleet pack to follow ; 

 Leading by turns the varying crash, 

 Let Haughty and let Gamester dash, 



And George to Welcome halloo. 



Let you and me meanwhile, my boy. 

 In work at home our hours employ. 



And learn what we are able ; 

 At Winton else you'll roughly fare. 

 When you are placed beneath the care 



Of Dr. Henry Gabell. 



And when at Christmas, Wykeham's rule 

 Sends boys from Homer and from school, 

 To ponies and mincepies ; 



may no frost your sport prevent. 

 But hazy, mild, and good for scent 



Be January's skies. 



May you, in every rapid burst. 



Be near enough, though not the first. 



Each leading hound to mark ; 

 And, when with eager haste they fling, 

 Light bounding o'er the Ha Ha spring 



That fences Farley Park. 



If near they meet, and fine the weather. 

 We will a gallop take together, 



But do not wait for me : 

 The time has been when to be last 



1 should have scorned, but that is past, 

 And ne'er again can be. 



About the lanes I'll ride and skirt, 



And sometimes be well splashed with dirt, 



By half the passing field : 

 If quite thrown out, I'll home return. 

 Well satisfied from you to learn, 



In what a style they killed. 



And now having given my ideas concerning the 

 hunting of the last century, and having finished this 



