The Wild Huntsman
The Wildgrave winds his bugle-horn,
To horse, to horse
halloo, halloo
His fiery courser snuffs the morn,
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The Wildgrave winds his bugle-horn,
To horse, to horse
halloo, halloo
His fiery courser snuffs the morn,
With an incident in which he was concerned In the sweet shire of Cardigan, Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall, An old Man dwells, a little man,— 'Tis said he once was tall
For five-and-thirty years he lived A running huntsman merry; And still th...