Let the learned still think,
That a hearty sound drink,
Is a pitman’s most crowned delight.
A SONG
Written principally by Mr George Pickering, and sung by a Member of the Forest Hunt, Newcastle, at the Conclusion of the Season, March 29th, 1786; and afterwards at the Theatre Royal, by Mr Marshall.
Since Winter’s keen blast must to Zephyr give place,
We resign, for a season, the joys of the chase;
The cry of the hounds and of hunters must cease,
And puss thro’ the woodlands may ramble in peace;