Now the lovers are united, Fast in wedlock's chains secure, Happy as the livelong day, Often she to him doth say, O! Johnny, dearest Johnny, now we part no more. No. 81 THE DUKE'S HUNT C.J.S. [Music] 1 All in a morning very fair As I rode out to take the air I heard some to halloo clearly. There rode the Duke of Buckingham, And many a squire and yeoman came, Dull sleep they had banished so early. There was Dido, Spendigo Gentry too, and Hero, And Traveller that never looks behind him Countess and Towler, Bonny-lass and Jowler, Were some of the hounds that did find him. 2 Old Jack he courses o'er the plain, Unwearied tries it back again, His horse and his hounds fail never. Our hearty huntsman he will say, For ever and for e'er a day, Hark! Forward! gallant hounds together. There was Dido, &c. 3 The fox we followed, being young, Our sport today is scarce begun, Ere out of the cover breaking, Away he runs o'er hill and dale, Away we followed without fail. Hark! Forward! sleeping echoes awaking! There was Dido, &c. 4 Shy Reynard being well nigh spent, His way he to the water bent, And speedily crossed the river. To save his life he sought to swim, But Dido sharp went after him, Heigh! Traveller destroyed his life for ever. There was Dido, &c. 5 So, whoo-too-hoo! we did proclaim God bless the Duke of Buckingham, Our hounds they have gained great glory. This maketh now the twentieth fox, We've killed in river, dale and rocks, So here's an end to my story. There was Dido, &c. No. 82 THE BELL RINGING H.F.S. [Music] 1 One day in October, Neither drunken nor sober, O'er Broadbury Down I was wending my way. When I heard of some ringing, Some dancing and singing, I ought to remember that Jubilee Day. _Refrain_ 'Twas in Ashwater Town, The bells they did soun' They rang for a belt and a hat laced with gold. But the men of North Lew Rang so steady and true, That never were better in Devon, I hold. 2 'Twas misunderstood, For the men of Broadwood, Gave a blow on the tenor should never have been. But the men of North Lew, Rang so faultlessly true, A difficult matter to beat them I ween. 'Twas in Ashwater Town &c. 3 They of Broadwood being naughty Then said to our party, We'll ring you a challenge again in a round, We'll give you the chance, At St. Stephen's or Launce- -ston the prize to the winner's a note of five pound. 'Twas in Callington Town The bells next did soun' They rang, &c. 4