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dukes keep their racers, my lord have his stud, And the 'Squire sport his pack, and his prime bit of blood, Give me a good kennel of greyhounds, and let The dog always win, when for coursing we're met.
 * Singing, gently, so ho! halloo, let 'em go,
 * They're off like gun shot, how like racing they go!

See stripped of their clothing, look, look! what a treat, What muscular haunches, what small cat-like feet; With a tail like a rat, and an eye like Gazelle, Long necked, and deep chested, they're safe to run well.
 * Sing gently, so ho! halloo, let 'em go,
 * They're beautiful creatures, I'll pound 'em to go.