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While there's one on his feet with a tale to repeat	A
And another is sampling a drink	B
The eager First Flight have a girth to draw tight	C
Or a chain to let out by a link	B
While the boisterous laugh in that circle of chaff	D
The opening music has drowned	E
You will hear the First Flight as they whisper 'That's right '	F
To the note of a favourite hound	E
When a holloa makes sure that his start is secure	G
And dispels every doubt of a run	H
When the crowd gallops straight to the obvious gate	I
With the latch that is never undone	H
You will see the First Flight cram a topper on tight	C
Catch a willing old nag by the head	J
And clapping on sail at the blackthorn or rail	K
Take the line of the robber in red	J
They thunder away over stubble and clay	L
Over roots or the level o' lea	M
The gallant First Flight that are soon out of sight	C
While the slow ones are sadly at sea	M
The crash of a rail in the cream of the vale	K
Is to them but a matter of mirth	N
And the avalanche fall of a hoof rattled wall	O
But the merriest music on earth	N
There are gaps there are gates for the coward who waits	P
There are roads for the fellow who fears	Q
To left nor to right go the gallant First Flight	C
Save to veer with the chase as it veers	Q
No field has a fence so dark looming and dense	R
Or a rail so unyielding and stout	S
But if once the First Flight have got in it all right	C
You may trust them to find a way out	S
Now the men who ride first may be frequently cursed	T
As they press on the faltering pack	U
But we're all of us loth to pull up for an oath	V
When it comes from a field or two back	U
And the Master may blame and the jealous declaim	W
But the weakest must go to the wall	O
And it's plain the First Flight have the premier right	C
If the hounds may be hustled at all	O
Come drink with me then to the big hearted men	X
Who have pluck to sit down and go straight	I
Whether farmer or squire may they keep out of wire	Y
And be spared a lift home on a gate	I
Fill your glasses tonight to the gallant First Flight	C
Let us wish them the luck of the line	Z
And tomorrow's recall to the best game of all	O
And the wind that is better than wine	Z

William Henry Ogilvie

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