Bold Reynard

You gentlemen of high renown come listen unto me
That take delight in fox hunting of every high degree
A story I will tell to you concerning of a fox
That ran o’er hills and mountains high and over stoney rocks.

Bold Reynard being in his hall and hearing of these hounds
Which made him for to prick up his ears and paw upon the ground
Methinks I hear some jubal hounds pressed in upon me life
Before that they do come upon me I’ll tread all o’er these grounds

We hunted full four hours or more through parishes sixteen
We hunted full four hours or more and came by Backworth Green
Oh if you’ll only spare me life I’ll promose and fulfil
To touch no more your feathered fowl nor lambs on yonder hill.

Bold Reynard’s beat and out of breath from treading o’er these grounds
Thinking he must give up his life before those jubal hounds
So here’s adieu to your ducks and geese likewise lambs also
They’ve got Bold Reynard by the brush and willl not let him go.

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