 | Thomas and Sally : or, The Sailor's Return |  |
SCENE I.
Music behind.Enter 'Squire and Huntsmen.
'SQUIRE.
The ecchoing horn calls the sportsmen abroad,
To horse, my brave boys, and away;
The morning is up, and the cry of the hounds,
Upbraids our too tedious delay.
What pleasure we find in pursuing the fox,
O'er hill, and o'er valley he flies;
Then follow, we'll soon overtake him, huzza!
The traitor is seiz'd on, and dies.
To horse, my brave boys, and away;
The morning is up, and the cry of the hounds,
Upbraids our too tedious delay.
What pleasure we find in pursuing the fox,
O'er hill, and o'er valley he flies;
Then follow, we'll soon overtake him, huzza!
The traitor is seiz'd on, and dies.
2
Triumphant returning at night with the spoil,
Like Bacchanals, shouting and gay;
How sweet with a bottle and lass to refresh,
And loose the fatigues of the day.
With sport, love, and wine, fickle fortune defy;
Dull wisdom all happiness sours:
Since life is no more than a passage at best,
Let's strew the way over with flow'rs.
Like Bacchanals, shouting and gay;
How sweet with a bottle and lass to refresh,
And loose the fatigues of the day.
With sport, love, and wine, fickle fortune defy;
Dull wisdom all happiness sours:
Since life is no more than a passage at best,
Let's strew the way over with flow'rs.
| Thomas and Sally : or, The Sailor's Return | |