The first verse of many by William Bennet 1867.
THE DRIVING OF THE DEER.
Lord Peverel stood on the Lord’s Seat,
And an angry man was he;
For he heard the sound of a hunter’s horn
Slow winding up the lea.
He look’d to north, he look’d to south,
And east and west look’d he:
And ” Holy cross! “the fierce Norman cried,”
Who hunts in my country?