The Arrival.— Country Sports.

By Robert Bloomfield

And soon the aged couple spy'd

Their lusty Sons and Daughters dear:

When RICHARD thus exulting cried,

‘ Did'nt I tell you they'd be here?’

The cordial greetings of the soul

Were visible in every face;

Affection, void of all controul,

Govern'd with a resistless grace.

‘ Twas good to see the honest strife,

Which should contribute most to please;

And hear the long-recounted life,

Of infant tricks, and happy days.

But now, as at some nobler places,

Amongst the Leaders‘ twas decreed

Time to begin the DICKY RACES;

More fam'd for laughter than for speed.