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"Z6 THE EDINBURGH SYREN J
Then Sweetlips, then Driver, then Staunch, and'
then Tray,
AH ready to open at hark, hark away.
^Twas now by the clock about five in the morn,
And we all gallop'd off to the found of the horn;
Jack Gater, Bill Babler, and Dick at the gun,
And by this time the merry Tom Fairplay made
one.
Who, while we were jogging on blithefome and
gay,
Sung a fong, and the chorus was — Hark, hark
away.
And now Jemmy Lurcher had every bufli beat,
And no figns of madam, nor trace of her feet ;
Nay, we juft had begun our fad fortunes to curfe,
When all of a fuddeu out ftarts Mrs Pufs ;
Men, horfes, and dogs, all the glad-call obey.
And echo was heard to cry — -hark, hark away.
The chace was a fine one, fhe took o'er the plain,
Which fhe doubled, and doubled, and doubled
again ;
Till at laft file to cover returriM out out of breath.
Where I and Will Whiftle Were in at the death j
Then in triumph for you I the hare did difplay.
And cry*d to the horns, my boys, hark, hark
away.

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