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 8 And reachres quick the wish-for shore When toils and danger's all are o'er; Or rapid sportsmen in the chase That urges to the well-mark'd-place, Nor ever stops, but head-long files Where Puss, or Reynard, trembling dies. So King, on far-fam'd Fasten's day, In triumph bore the prize' away. Let Irvine boast its gay Bogside, With all its Eglintonian pride; Let titled Jockeys all repair To race and hunt, and course at Ayr: Dearer to me the simple scene': That closes happy Fasten's-e'en. No cutting whip, of cursed spury Shall e'er Kilmarnock Races slur's Nor cruelty, nor shameful crimes, Shall e'er disgrace her sweet pastimes, But Killie long renown'd shall be For all the virtues of humanity. FINIS