Eecords of the Old Charlton Hunt 



S"" Knight, Diana's huntsmen we will be, 

 what Land pray has Ropero here, good Sir ? 

 where doe his Manors lye ? what right has he ? 



My Lord. — I 'me told his Land, in Kent does lye, 

 his Right I doubt the Goddefs will maintain. 



The Duke — nor Gods, nor Goddefses, I heed, 



but Strait a Temple I will raise with Speed, 



Diana, then may Like it if she please, 



he Gave the Word ; twas done, he call'd it Twines, 



a pretty Spot, and Just upon the Downes, 



in Stalls magnificent his Coursers lay, 



in Spacious Kennells, all his hounds did Play, 



three times a week, he Sent his Cooks ore night, 



and made a Feast, the Goddefs to appease ; 



for she, to see his Pride was angry growne, 



and bid her old Ropero keep his grounde. 



A Civill warr, of Course was now began. 



She knew her power, and Stood by her old INIan ; 



in Andrews Form, herself was Spy to tell, 



ere dawn of day appeard, which way he went ; 



then after them, under the wind he drew, 



and often took their Fox, and Swore 'twas his, 



had found in such a wood, and ran two hours. 



This Discord lasted for some months or more, 

 till one day, when the Knight, the Duke not out, 

 in Friendly manner to Ropero Spoke, 

 Brother, I think we spoile each others Sport ; 



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