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THE WREKIN FOREST 



" With deep-mouthed talhe to rouse the game 

 His generous bosom warm^, 

 Till furious foemen check the chase 

 And dare the din of arms. 



" Then fell the high-born Malveysin, 

 His limbs besmeared with gore ; 

 No more his trusty bow shall twang, 

 His bugle blow no more. 



" Whilst Eidware mourns her last brave son 

 In arms untimely slain, 

 With kindred grief she here records 

 The last of Berwick's train." 



Atcham Chm-ch. 



Eobert Forester appears to have had charge not 

 only of the Haye of the Wrekin, but also of that of 



