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the famous Whipper-in. 



which was frequently sung with uncommon effect by 

 Incledon : — 



You all knew Tom Moody, the Whipper-in, well: 



The bell just done tolling was honest Tom's knell : 



A more able sportsman ne'er follow'd a hound 



Through a country, well known to him, fifty miles round s 



No hound ever chnllcngd so deep in the wood, 



But Tom well knew the sound, and could tell if 't was good ; — 



And ALL, with attention, would eagerly mark, 



When he cheer'd up the pack witli — " Hark ! Ratller ! hark! hark ! 



High ! — wind him ! and cross him ! 



Now, Rattler, boy ! —Hark !" 



Six crafty hearth-stoppers, in hunter's-green drest, 

 Supported poor Tom to "an earth" made for rest: 

 His horse, which he styld his " Old Soul," next apjjear'd, 

 On whose forehead the brush of his last fox was rear'd ; 

 Whip, cap, boots, and spurs, in a trophy were bound ; 

 And here and there follow'd an old straggling hound. 

 Ah ! no more at his halloo yon vales will they trace ! 

 Nor the Wrekin* resound his first scream in the chase! 



With " high-over ! now press him ! 



Tally ho! tally ho!" 



Tom thus spoke to his friends, ere he gave up his breath ; — 

 " Since I see you're rcsolv'd to be in at the death. 

 One favour bestow — 'tis the last I shall crave ; — 

 Give a rattling view halloo thrice over my grave : 

 And unless at that warning I lift up my head. 

 My boys ! you may fairly conclude I am dead !" 

 Honest Tom was obey'd, and the shout rent the sky, 

 For ev'ry voice join'd in th' enlivening cry ! 



" Tally ho ! hark forward I 



Tally ho! tally ho!" 



# The famous mountain ja Shropshire. 



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