Thus have it said, where'er you came,
Instead of robbing them of game,
You've shown a large, a lib'ral bounty,
And furnish'd sport for all the county!
Never be seen with bundle or basket,
(A proper Master wouldn't ask it);
Some blackguard boy, a closet hid in,
You'll always find to do your bidding,
Repaid with scraps (sufficient treat)
As you shall think both fit and 'meat.'