: What a fine hunting day ! as balmy as May, 

 And the hounds to the village will come. 

 Every friend will be there, and all trouble and care 

 Will be left behind them at home. 



"See the servants and steeds on the way, 



And sportsmen their scarlet display. 

 Let us join the glad throng that goes marching along, 



And we all will go hunting to-day." 



HUNTING SONG 



