English poem
The Fox-Chace, X
Said I the Fox towards the Tweed Had urged with fear his utmost speed; And that the hounds approaching nigh Had bid the cowering ruffian fly; And that the Goblin Groom had seen Him leave his haunts of copse-wood green; Had seen him leave the bank so steep, And stem the tide so broad and deep; And that he ready staid below To give the welcome Tallyho!