Nimrod in September

WHEN half the drowsy world?  s a-bed

And misty morning rises red

With jollity of horn and lusty cheer

Young Nimrod urges on his dwindling rout;

Along the blueing coverts we can hear 5

His horse?  s hoofs thud hither and about:

In mulberry coat he rides and makes

Huge clamour in the sultry brakes.