Hark Forward! Tantivy, Huzza

To pleasure let's raise the heart-chearing song, While echo repeats the sweet sound; In the prime of our life, whether man, maid, or wife, 'Tis gay pleasure we hunt through the throng, And sweet the reward when she's found. When bright pleasure's in view, we all briskly pursue. Hark forward! hark forward! huzza! Tantivy, hark forward, away!

All ages and states will join in the song, While echo repeats the sweet sound; Some in riches delight, some few love to fight, Some the bottle will hunt the night long, Some seek her in study profound. When bright pleasure's in view, we all briskly pursue, &c.

Then all will delight in the heart-cheering song, While echo repeats the sweet sound; We diff'rently aim, our plan still's the same, While winding our pleasures prolong, Contentment by pleasure is crown'd. When bright pleasure's in view, we all briskly pursue, &c.