CAVALIER TUNES. 33

Cuo. — King Charles, and who'll do him right now ?
King Charles, and who’s ripe for fight now ?
Give a rouse: here’s, in hell’s despite now,
King Charles !

TI, BOOT AND SADDLE.

Boot, saddle, to horse, and away !
Rescue my castle before the hot day
Brightens to blue from its silvery gray.

Cxo. — Boot, saddle, to horse, and away !”

Ride past the suburbs, asleep as you'd say ;
Many’s the friend there, will listen and pray
“ God’s luck to gallants that strike up the lay —

Cuo. — “ Boot, saddle, to horse, and away !”

Forty miles off, like a roebuck at bay,
Flouts Castle Brancepeth the Roundheads’ array :
Who laughs, “ Good fellows ere this, by my fay,

Cuo. — “ Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!”

Who? My wife Gertrude; that, honest and gay,
Laughs when you talk of surrendering, “Nay!
Pve better counsellors; what counsel they ?

Cuo. — “ Boot, saddle, to horse and away!”