Go a’ter ’em, and they turns tail and flees;
Then you go back, and back they come at you!
So as God made ’em’s what they got to do.
1st Shepherd.
Aye, I don’t doubt the stars lays facts to mind:
There’s them as say men’s names be marked and signed,—
Writ in the roof up there, for proof that God’s behind.
Watcher.
Ay-oh, ay-oh, ay-oh!