IlS APPENDIX IX. 



Then ride, brothers, ride, do the best that you can ; 

 To live with the pack, sir, you must be a man ; 

 For like lightning they come to their Master so dear, 

 Well known the glad notes of his soul-stirring cheer. 



See Desart in front, for the fear of a purl 



Or the pace of the hounds never stopped the good earl ; 



He goes all at ease like a bird in its flight, 



But you won't find it easy to keep him in sight. 



There's Rochfort 2 all eager to shine in the burst, 



He won't be far off, if he is not the first ; 



No matter what horse, he's well held and well crammed, 



No refusing will do, " Give your lep and be d d." 



Old Austin 3 with them, too, you'll certainly find 

 He's not behindhand, though his hand is behind ; 

 And Clayton 4 and Stannard, 5 who well knew the trick 

 Both to blaze through a burst and come up by a nick. 



[But who's that bold horseman, so tall and so stout ? 

 He rides eighteen stone, but he can't be thrown out ; 

 Feather weights to the front rank relinquish your claims 

 Whene'er in the field you encounter Lord James."] 



Here's St. George 7 and Ponsonby, s both from the North, 

 And two better fellows there never came forth ; 

 The Uppervvood coverts oft gave us a run, 

 And Woodsgift ne'er failed us for foxes or fun. 



Mr. Horace Kochfort of Clogrenane, County Carlow. 



3 Mr. Augustine or Austin Butler, from County Clare. 



4 Mr. Clayton Savage of Norelands. 



5 Mr. Robert Stannard, the last survivor of those mentioned in these 

 lines, died a few years since ; or perhaps his brother William. 



6 Lord James Butler. 



7 Sir Theophilus St. George of Woodsgift. 



' Captain Thomas Ponsonby lived at Uppercourt at that time. 



