Records of the Old Charlton Hunt 



These very rules, she gave to choose her Hounds. 

 All hitherto proceeded well ; but Yet, 

 She thought her Pack requir'd some better Skill, 

 Ropero, then She brought, and gave to him 

 the care and management, of all her Mente : 

 He, deep in Knowledge, by Experience taught, 

 could talk upon her Darling Subject well, 

 pleas'd with the Sage, she gave him ample power, 

 to Cast, to cull, to breed, and do his best. 



With pleasure great, the Goddefs saw her Court ; 

 each day gave Joy, each day encreast their Sport ; 

 Bacchus and Ceres, did their Board Supply ; 

 and Martha made their Beds, and made their Pye. 



But now alafs, confusion seiz'd the Land, 

 And Mars, with malice calls his Sons to Arms : 

 First Monmouth's breast, he with ambition fir'd, 

 to head his Army, soon away he flew, 

 and took, the then thought faithfull T[ankervi]lle, 

 along with him, to share his Fortunes all : 

 but Oh ! how farr unfit, was Monmouths Skill, 

 to Lead on British Troops, or Seize the Throne : 

 he went, he came, he fought, betray 'd, was t'ane ; 

 he lost his head ; and Cupid lost a Dart. 

 Guiltlefs Ropero too, was forc'd to fly, 

 in those bad days, when Honesty, was Crime, 

 enough, for JefFrys to pronounce his Doom : 

 to France, then went, the ablest Huntsman here ; 

 and made acquaintance, with Saint Victor there 

 'till William, came, and settled Peace at home 



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