The Brisk Horn

Sound sound the brisk horn, 'Twill enliven the morn, And nature replenish with glee, The vallies around, Shall rejoice at the sound, And join in the chorus with me.

Let ladies each night In cards take delight, And such dull amusements embrace, At noon then arise, Unknown to the joys Of the health-giving, health-giving chace.

But while they're content, Why let them frequent The play-house, the park, or the ball; The pleasures I chuse, My time to amuse Are greatly superior to all.