The Fox-Hunting.  
 

UPon a Tuesday lately past,  
Before Aurora's breaking,  
The Huntsmen they did high them fast,  
And early were awaking:   

Before fair Phoebus it did show  
The Hounds both swift and cunning,  
The Huntsmen they did make a Vow  
To find the Fox, and running   

From Burton and from Bishops Dale,  
As I heard them report it,  
Came Hounds that bravely run the train,  
And the Huntsmen then were sported;   

There was Dido and Lovesy, Carvor and Tipsey,  
Spanker and Gentle was cunning,  
Rose and Bonny Lass were all in the chase,  
And Captain near to them running:   

Near Foxgill-head this Fox was laid,  
But when he heard them coming,  
Fast from his kennel then he fled,  
And was forced to try all his cunning:   

Then hey callalow to him,  
So cries the Huntsmen,  
Spanker and Gentle were cunning,  
Rose and Bonny Lass were all in the Chase,  
And Captain near to them running:   

This Fox for his rest fled towards the East,  
Near to Pressed-Hull as I heard;  
But in the days of old there dwelled an old Priest  
Which made him the more to forbear it:  
Then hey call, &c:   

Then west he highs, and fast he flies,  
But the Hounds they still did pursue him,  
And in many a place for ten miles space  
The Huntsmen bravely did view him:  
Then hey call, &c.   

The Moor-hens cakled all for joy,  
The Snipe was highly mounted,  
The Plovers they both green and gray  
rejoice to see the Fox hunted;  
Then hey call, &c.   

Near Buktin-Reake he waxed weak,  
And cunning ways was wealing,  
At last he stale into Crey-gill  
Where he did intend to feal him:  
Then hey call, &c:   

But the Huntsmen chanced him to spy,  
And off the Hounds they did hollow,  
Which came to them speedily,  
And fleetly the Fox they did follow.  
Then hey call, &c.   

Then by the Crey he teuke his way,  
And to the Scar-house so called,  
And westward still beyond Ker●gill,  
And near him the Hounds they followed:  
Then hey call, &c:   

The Maids by flocks cast down their rocks▪  
To view the Fox that's so cunning,  
And Wives from their arms  
Threw down their barns  
To see the Fox a running.  
then hey call, &c:   

The Tup did skip, and the Hog did trip,  
And the Yews nothing did fear them,  
And eke the little lambs did leap within their dams  
For joy that the Hounds ran so near him.  
then hey call, &c.   

A Clergy-man I understand  
Unto this sport was hasted,  
Having a Psalm-Book in his hand,  
And at the fox he cast it.  
then hey call, &c.   

After the Fox the Pinfold leaped,  
But the pinner was a wanting,  
And thorough the Chapel-yard he tripped,  
Was not this a worthy hunting:  
then hey call, &c:   

A Thatcher chanced him to spy  
So many worthy chaces,  
Then to out-houses he did high  
To find some lurking places:  
then hey call, &c.   

This Thatcher at him cast his knave,  
But yet the Fox he missed,  
He simplo entertainment gave  
To one that was so distressed:  
then hey call, &c:   

But Dido had him on the wind,  
And from his kennel drew him;  
And the rest of the helpers had a mind  
And about their heads they threw him.  
then hey call, &c.   

So cries the Huntsmen,  
Spanker and Gentle were cunning,  
Rose and Bonny Lass were all in the Cbase,  
And the Captain near to them running.   

Near Seven Kells this Fox was slain,  
As people much reported,  
A choaken wheat this was of late,  
I truly may report it.   

The Husbandman man cries Tantar-a-ran,  
And the Huntsman he rejoices,  
At Hubberam they drank head and skin,  
And the Hounds they were praised by voices:   

The Duck and the Drake cries queke, quake, quake,  
And the Goose cried keeke most highly,  
And eke the stag did tread  
Before he did need for killing of the Fox so wildly,   

The Peacock fair, the Capon rare,  
The Turkey and the Day-cock;  
The poultry all both great and small  
rejoiceth at his good luck:   

Therefore be merry and glad, each jovial lad  
This Fox hath much offended,  
Fill us another cup, and we will cry who-up,  
And so our Hunting is ended.