146 IRISH SPORT AND SPORTSMEN. 



" To see him by the covert side, a snaffle bridle on, 



While other horses prance and fret, how quietly he stands ; 

 But when the hounds their fox have found, and settled on him 

 steady, 

 He champs his bit, and shakes his head, to let you know he's 

 ready. 



Jolly boys, &c. 



" Now, I'll tell you of a glorious run we had the other day, 



When my good old Irish hunter he came through all the way ; 

 For he's no weed or flashy one, no mere hunter in a stall — 

 But what good sportsmen like to style through steel, and whale- 

 bone all. 



Jolly boys, &c. 



*• The place of meet was Punchestown, the hour eleven o'clock, 

 When Mansfield with his beauties came up quietly at a trot ; 



The field being placed, the hounds thrown in we're all on tippy toe. 

 When Freeman from the southern end, cries out: Yoick, tally ho ! 



Jolly boys, &c. 



" Now let the hounds get well away ! Hold hard ! a field or two — 

 And let the beauties hunt his line, and run him straight and true : 



Pick up your reins — hold down your hands — now don't be in a 

 flurry ; 

 For a true-trained Irish hunter he wont leap it in a hurry. 



Jolly boys, &c. 



" The first we meet's a double bank, a grip both out and in, 

 He tops the ditch, he kicks the bank, and off" he goes again ; 



Some narrow-backed ones, a wall or two, aye, stiff" ones on my word. 

 But my gallant Irish hunter, oh, he does them like a bird. 



Jolly boys, &c. 



•' The next we meet's a nasty one, a deep drop with a lane. 

 Where if he makes the slightest mistake we're to grief 'tis very 

 plain ; 



But my gallant Irish hunter to defeat he ne'er would yield — 

 He goes at it forty miles an hour and trigs from field to field. 



Jolly boys, &c. 



'• Now up a hill I take a pull to give him time to breathe. 



And as my friends go past me their jeering I don't heed ; 

 For when they get unto the top, they're blowing fit to die, 



I take old ' Paudeen' by the head, and say : Gentlemen, good- 

 bye ! 



Jolly boys, &c. 



