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THE JOVIAL HUNTER OP BEOMSGEOVE. 145
Old Sir Eobert Bolton had three sons,
Wind well thy horn, good hunter; And one of them was Sir Ryalas,
For he was a jovial hunter.
He ranged all round down by the wood side, 5
Wind well thy horn, good hunter, Till in a tree-top a gay lady he spied,
For he was a jovial hunter.
" O, what dost thee mean, fair lady ? " said he,
Wind well thy horn, good hunter; 10
" The wild boar's killed my lord, and has thirty men. gored, And thou heest a jovial hunter.
" O what shall I do this wild boar for to see ? "
Wind well thy horn, good hunter ; " O, thee blow a blast, and he'll come unto thee, is
As thou beest a jovial hunter.
Then he blowed a blast, full north, east, west and south,
Wind well thy horn, good hunter ; And the wild boar then heard him full in his den,
As he was a jovial hunter. ao
Then he made the best of his speed unto him,
Wind well thy horn, good hunter ; [Swift flew the boar, with his tusks smeared with gore,] To Sir Ryalas, the jovial hunter. 23. Inserted by Bell. VOL. VIII. 10 |
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