Diana! Hear us when we pray.
Send us foxes fleet and strong,
Grass to speed them on their way,
Hounds to hustle them along
Hunters that can do no wrong.
Fences stout and ditches deep,
That our place among the throng
May be worth our while to keep !
By the blood of which we came.
Make us sportsmen unafraid ;
Grant us that we play the game
Straightly as it should be played,
Giving place and giving aid
As a comrade may require,
Bringing pride but to be laid
On thy glowing altar- fire.
Diana! Goddess of the Chase,
Ride with us across the wold,
Grant that we may take our place
With the boldest of the bold ;
But if Chance her best withhold
And a fence our fate supply,
Let us, low amid the mould,
Cheer the chase as it goes by!
