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ri§bt Merry Christmas To Mr Bob Wf?i fe, 



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A jolly good feast amid stubble and briar. 

 With no fear to molest, and no care To indite 

 Thy hearty repast, is our fervent desire. 

 Tt?e better is dozing a mid-winter dream 

 rqi The gun ban£>s neglected, in core of a nail 

 ^Rje 5un bas forsaken the field with its gleam, 

 5o^aTi§bt Merry Christmas to you,Mr. Quail. 



Us the sport that you j/ie Id, not the gourmand's desire 

 That sin£>s thee a welcome dfrmountain and plain; 

 And never a£>ain in thy wake would we fire, 

 Were the feast but the pleasure; ab never a^aia 

 Then bie to some forest of bramble and busb, 

 Away, To a shelter from winter^ cold bail 

 Lon£> life and. prosperity now is our wish. 

 Aright Merry Christmas to^you, Mr Quail 



Bingham T Wilson. 



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