PREFACE
The words on the preceding page seem to account all-sufficiently for the existence of popular traditional music and verse, their strength and their weakness.

Come, all you gallant poachers, that ramble free from care,

That walk out of a moonlight night, with your dog, your gun and snare;

Where the lusty hare and pheasant you have at your command,

Not thinking that your last career is on Van Dieman's Land.