Bella Hardy - The Elegy lyrics

Farewell you huntsmen, that did hunt the hare Farewell you hounds, that tired both horse and mare Farewell you gallant faulkners everyone The chief of all did live at snitterton So to conclude both great and small Those that are left, the lord preserve them all As I on oker hill one day did stand To view the world which I could not command I turned my face to birchover out west To view where greaveses used to have their nest But out, alas! I found they were all gone Not one was left to rest against a stone I'll up to ha**op, to hear them sing a ma** And there I'll find who made the old man pa** Muses be gone, to carlton top your banners But call at haddon, where lived old john manners Oh use him well, I strictly you command For he was kind to the poor of engerland Farewell you huntsmen, that did hunt the hare Farewell you hounds, that tired both horse and mare Farewell you gallant faulkners everyone The chiefs of all did live at snitterton So to conclude both great and small Those that are left, the lord preserve them all