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Well saved I IVe are over I Now far down 



the pastures 

 Of Ashwell the willows betoken the line 

 Of the dull-fl owing stream of historic disasters ; 

 JVe ninst face, my bold young one, the dread 



JVhissindine. 



No shallow dug pan with a hurdle to screen it, 

 That cocktail imposture, tJie steeplechase 



brook : 

 But the] steep broken banks tell us plain, if we 



mean it, 

 The less we shall like it the longer we look. 

 Then steady, my young one, my place Fve 



selected. 

 Above the dwarf willow 'tis soimd Fll be bail, 

 With your muscular quarters beneath you 



collected 

 Prepare for a rush like the " limited mail F 



Oh I now let me know the full worth of your 



breeding ; 

 Brave son of Belzoni, be true to your sires. 

 Sustain old traditions — remember your leading 

 The cream of the creatn in the Shire of the 



Shires I 



