If I shoot any more I’ll be shot,
For ill-luck seems determined1 to star me,
I have march’d the whole day
With a gun — for no pay —
Zounds, I’d better have been in the army!
What matters Sir Christopher’s leave;
To his manor2 I’m sorry I came yet!
With confidence fraught3
My two pointers I brought,
But we are not a point towards game yet!
And that gamekeeper too, with advice!
Of my course he has been a nice chalker,
Not far, were his words,
I could go without birds:
If my legs could cry out, they’d cry “Walker!”
Not Hawker could find out a flaw —
My appointments are modern and Mantony;
And I’ve brought my own man,
To mark down all he can,
But I can’t find a mark for my Anthony!
The partridges — where can they lie?
I have promis’d a leash4 to Miss Jervas,
As the least I could do;
But without even two
To brace5 me — I’m getting quite nervous!
To the pheasants — how well they’re preserv’d! —
My sport’s not a jot6 more beholden,
As the birds are so shy,
For my friends I must buy,
And so send “silver pheasants and golden.”
I have tried ev’ry form for a hare,
Every patch, every furze that could shroud7 her,
With toil8 unrelax’d,
Till my patience is tax’d,
But I cannot be tax’d for hare-powder.
I’ve been roaming for hours in three flats,
In the hope of a snipe for a snap at;
But still vainly I court
The percussioning sport,
I find nothing for “setting my cap at!”
A woodcock — this month is the time —
Right and left I’ve made ready my lock for,
With well-loaded double,
But ‘spite of my trouble,
Neither barrel can I find a cock for!
A rabbit I should not despise,
But they lurk9 in their burrows10 so lowly;
This day’s the eleventh,
It is not the seventh,
But they seem to be keeping it hole-y.
For a mallard I’ve waded11 the marsh12,
And haunted each pool, and each lake — oh!
Mine is not the luck,
To obtain thee, O Duck,
Or to doom13 thee, O Drake, like a Draco!
For a field-fare I’ve fared far a-field,
Large or small I am never to sack bird,
Not a thrush is so kind
As to fly, and I find
I may whistle myself for a black-bird!
I am angry, I’m hungry, I’m dry,
Disappointed, and sullen14, and goaded15,
And so weary an elf,
I am sick of myself,
And with Number One seem overloaded16.
As well one might beat round St. Paul’s,
And look out for a cock or a hen there;
I have search’d round and round,
All the Baronet’s ground,
But Sir Christopher hasn’t a wren17 there!
Joyce may talk of his excellent caps,
But for nightcaps they set me desiring,
And it’s really too bad,
Not a shot I have had
With Hall’s Powder renown’d for “quick firing.”
If this is what people call sport,
Oh! of sporting I can’t have a high sense;
And there still remains18 one
More mischance on my gun —
“Fined for shooting without any licence.”
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n. 支柱,曲柄,大括号; v. 绷紧,顶住,(为困难或坏事)做准备 | |
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n.少量;vi.草草记下;vt.匆匆写下 | |
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n.裹尸布,寿衣;罩,幕;vt.覆盖,隐藏 | |
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n.潜伏,潜行;v.潜藏,潜伏,埋伏 | |
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(从水、泥等)蹚,走过,跋( wade的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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v.刺激( goad的过去式和过去分词 );激励;(用尖棒)驱赶;驱使(或怂恿、刺激)某人 | |
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a.超载的,超负荷的 | |
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n.鹪鹩;英国皇家海军女子服务队成员 | |
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