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Hunting Songs

by R. E. Egerton-Warburton

Egerton-Warburton, R. E. (1804-1891)

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The Woore Country.

Quæsitum Meritis.

Old Oulton Lowe.

Tarporley Hunt, 1833.

The Little Red Rover.

The Fox and the Brambles.

The Earth Stopper.

The Old Brown Forest.

The Dead Hunter.

The Spectre Stag.

On the New Kennel, erected on Delamere Forest.

The Ladie Cunigunda of Kynast.

The Love-Chace.

A Recollection.

The Tantivy Trot.

Hawkstone Bow-Meeting.

The Ball and the Battue.

On the Landlord

Cheshire Chivalry.

On the Picture of the Cheshire Hunt,

Inscription on the Handle of a Fox's Brush, mounted and presented by the Author to Wilbraham Tollemache, Esq.

Song, written for and sung by I. H. SMITH BARRY, ESQ.

A “Meet” at the Hall, and a “Find” in the Wood.

Sport in the Highlands.

“Importation of Vermin.”

Bowmeeting Song.

The Blooming Evergreen.

Cheshire Jumpers.

Tarporley Hunt Song.

A Remonstrance on Lord Stanley's Suggestion that the Session of Parliament should be held during the Winter Months.

Le Gros-Veneur.

A Railway Accident with the Cheshire.

Tarporley Hunt Song.

A “Burst” in the Ball Week.

Farmer Newstyle and Farmer Oldstyle.

Home with the Hounds; or, the Huntsman's Lament.

On hearing that “The Cheshire” were to hunt Five Days a Week.

We are all of us Tailors in Turn.

A Word ere we Start.

Hard-riding Dick.

Thompson's Trip to Epsom.

A Modern Stable.

On Reading in the “Times,” April 9th, 1860, a Critique on the Life of Asheton Smith.

Tarporley Swan-Hopping.

Killing no Murder.

On Peter Collison's late Fall.

Riding to Hounds.

Tarporley Song.

A Growl from the Squire of Grumbleton.

The Coverside Phantom.

The Ladie of the Castle of Windeck.

The Two Wizards.

The Mare and her Master.

Farewell to Tarporley.

The Pheasant and the Fox.

The Stranger's Story.

The Lovers' Quarrel.

'Tis Sixty Years Since.

The Close of the Season.

Epitaph on A. B. C. by X. Y. Z.

On a Thorn Tree planted over the Grave of “Miss Miggs,” a Brood Mare.

The Roebuck at Toft.

Charade.

Paraphrase by a Master of Hounds.

Epigram on a hard-riding Youth named Taylor.

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Charade.

The Squire, on his Grey,
Has been hunting all day,
So at night let him drown his fatigue in the bowl;
But ere quenching his thirst,
To get rid of my first,
Let him call for my second to bring him my whole.