Then over all, that he might be from ven A Equipped from top to toe, He manfully did throw His long red cloak, well brushed and neat,⠀ Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones, But finding soon a smoother road- So, Fair and softly, John he cried, So stooping down, as needs he must He grasped the mane with both his hands, His horse, who never in that sort Away went Gilpin, neck or nought; He little dreamt when he set out The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, ---Then might all people well discern As hath been said or sung. V The dogs did bark, the children screamed, And every soul cried out, Well done! Away went Gilpin-who but he? And still, as fast as he drew near, And now, as he went bowing down The bottles twain behind his back Down ran the wine into the road, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke But still he seemed to carry weight, Thus all through merry Islington And there he threw the Wash about Just like unto a trundling mop, At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spiede Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. Stop, stop, John Gilpin ST Here's the house They all at once did cry The dinner waits, and we are tired: A Said Gilpin So am I! But yet his horse was not a whit For why his owner had a house So like an arrow swift he flew, So did he fly which brings me to Away went Gilpin out of breath, The calendrer, amazed to see His neighbour in such trim, Laid down his pipe, flew to the gate, What news? what news? your tidings tell; Say why bare-headed you are come, Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And thus unto the calendrer In merry 'guise he spoke : I came because your horse would come; The calendrer, right glad to find Whence straight he came with hat and wig; A hat not much the worse for wear, He held them up, and in his turn But let me scrape the dirt away, Said John, It is my wedding-day, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast! Whereat his horse did snort, as he And galloped off with all his might, Away went Gilpin, and away Now Mrs. Gilpin, when she saw Into the country far away, She pulled out half a crown; And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, The youth did ride, and soon did meet Whom in a trice he tried to stop, But not performing what he meant, Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss Six gentlemen upon the road With post-boy scampering in the rear, Stop thief! stop thiefa highwayman! And now the turnpike gates again And so he did, and won it too, Nor stopped till where he had got up Now let us sing, Long live the King, And, when he next doth ride abroad, ON APPARITIONS; WITH TWO REMARKABLE STORIES. VARIOUS opinions have been held respecting the reality of the existence of apparitions. The sentiments of almost every person on this subject are influenced by the society with which they are connected, and the number of credible accounts they hear which have a tendency either to substantiate the reality of these visitors from the other world, or to inspire a total incredulity as to their existence. Of the two extremes we have no hesitation in saying, that this incredulity is most calculated to promote the happiness of every one; though, in general, early impressions forbid it. We shall lay before our readers two authentic narratives, which seem to favour these opposite opinions, and though the circumstances narrated occurred at different times and places, and were in every respect totally unconnected with each other, yet they may be said in some measure to eluci |