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Take warning young men by me,
Choose not for a charming she,
Take one that is brown, scarce fit for a clown.
If quiet and mild she be;
For those that do scold, will make you look old,
While quiet wives make men young.
For beauty will blaze, and many will gaze,
Who speak in their praise, which make women raise
Their proud and unruly tongue.
To its own proper Tune.
A Way to the field, see the morning looks gay.
And sweetly bedspp'd forebodes a fine day ;
The hounds are all eager the sports to embrace,
And carol aloud to be led to the chace.
And carol, &c.
CHORUS.
Then hark in the morn to the call of the born.
And join with the jo—vial crew,
While the season invites with all delights.
The health giving chace to pursue.
How charming the sight when Aurora first dawns.
To see the bright beagles spread over the lawns ;
To welcome the sun now returning from rest,
Their mattins they chant as they merrily quest.
Then hark, &c.
But O how each bosom with transport it fills.
To start just as Phoebus peeps over the hills;
While joys each valley from valley resounds,
The shouts of the hunters and cry of the hounds.
Then hark, &c.
