128 SHOOTING: 



And aftertimes shall serve, when sport is o'er, 

 To boast of, to your tales to add one more. 

 And as the sailor pension'd from the main, 

 Fights o'er his glass some battle o'er again ; 

 So, each narrates his past and present fame, 

 And num'rous days of famous sport can name ; 

 And when each individually has done, 

 Still there's some friend, who next to number one 

 Deserves extohnent : blithely round and round 

 The sober bottle passes, and the sound 

 Of nought but jollity is heard, till night 

 Waning apace, prudently warns, despite 

 The ruby tempter, 'tis time t' abridge delight. 

 Mutual kind wishes for a good night's rest 

 Now close the laughing hours ; while this request 

 You make to Harry, that again you may 

 Be early call'd to field, t' enjoy next day. 



Let others follow whatsoe'er they will 

 To pass away the time, yet will I still 



