HUNTING CHORUS
What equals on earth the delight of the huntsman
For whom does life's cup more enchantingly flow?
To follow the stag thro' the forest and meadows,
When brightly the beams of the morning first glow.
Oh! this is a pleasure that's worthy of princes,
And health is in its wanderings can ever be found,
When echoing caverns and forests surround us,
More blythely the pledge of the goblet will sound.
Hark, follow, &c.
The light of Diana illumines our forests,
The shades where in summer we often retreat,
Nor is then the wolf in his covert securest,
The boar from his lair is laid at our feet.
O! this is a pleasure, &c.
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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