A FRANTIC RUSH, WITH A KNIFE IN HAND.' 



TOM BLAKE AND THE DAPPLED 



BROWN. 



What, yonder grave ? Did you know Tom Blake ? 



The man who could ride the vale. 

 The first to ride from the waving brake, 



The last to give hounds a hail. 



I knew him well, he was born near here ; 



Tom Blake was a farmer's son ; 

 The good brown nag that he held so dear 



He bred, 'twas a real good one. 



