Waken, lords and ladies gay,
On the mountain dawns the day;
  All the jolly chase is here,
  With hawk and horse and hunting-spear!
Hounds are in their couples yelling,
Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling,
  Merrily, merrily mingle they,
  “Waken, lords and ladies gay.”

Waken, lords and ladies gay,
The mist has left...