And crown'd him with that name which afterwards
He nobly justified—and dying left
To fame's eternal blazon—read it here—
'The Flying Tailor!'
It is somewhat strange
That his mother was a cripple, and his father
Long way declined into the vale of years
When their son Hugh was born. At first the babe
Was sickly, and a smile was seen to pass
Across the midwife's cheek, when, holding up