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There's Pedlar and Ploughboy, two dogs of great fame. 

 And Primrose and Connylass, and Conqueror by name, 

 Old Bellman and Bowman, Ringwood, Rally-ho, 

 With Lily and Lady, and little Dido. 



Squire Frith is well mounted upon a swift steed. 

 Black Jack ! there are few that can match him for speed ; 

 The Squire and his huntsman no horse-flesh will spare, 

 When chasing bold Reynard, or hunting the hare. 



For Macclesfield Forest the felon did fly, 

 Through Tagsneys and Crookyard and unto Langly, 

 Through Chalvecross, Gracely Woods, and Swithingly, 

 At his brush close did follow the hounds in full cry. 



Near to Gawsworth and Horsley he came back again, 

 'Twas speed that prolong'd his life, it was plain ; 

 Near forty long miles the old trotter did run, 

 And we kill'd him at Cloud's Hill, near to Congleton. 



Here's a health to all hunters of every degree, 



All jolly good sportsmen wherever they be I 



In a full flowing bowl, we will drink a health all. 



To that great and true sportsman. Squire Frith, of Bank Hall. 



