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By Anthony Pasquin [i.e. John Williams]. Second Edition
  
  

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A HUNTING SONG.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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A HUNTING SONG.

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Set to Music by Dr. Arnold.

When the fore-head of Phœbus illumines the east,
And the lark hails the birth of the morn;
I shake off the mantle that's woven by Rest,
And obey the rebuke of the horn:
Then the chase, the blythe chase, gives a zest to the day,
And Thought sinks immers'd in the loud hark away.
How weak are mankind thus to brood over ill,
Whose hearts were for happiness made;
When the hunter's shrill note gives the cue to the will,
And Echo repeats what he said.
Then who'd give to Morpheus one moment of day,
When the horn glads the senses with hark! hark away!
Of old lovely Dian, with buskin and spear,
Brush'd the glistening dew from the plain;
And the sports of celestials could never compare
With the transports of Dy and her train;
Who cheer'd her fleet pack as the stag stood at bay,
And awoke heaven's envy with hark! hark away!

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Tho' Diogenes liv'd, as the tyrant of Mirth,
To the good of Humanity blind;
Had he follow'd the chace, not a doubt of man's worth
Would have enter'd his agoniz'd mind:
For if Care cross our path not a being will stay,
But scoff his vile mandates, with hark! hark away!