Chorus. With my, &c.
On his chesnut nag mounted, and heaving in flank,
At a very great distance, behold Bacon Frank;[241]
So true's the old maxim, we even now find,
That, "justice will always come limping behind."
Chorus. With my, &c.
See Starkey and Hopwood, so full of their jokes,
From Bramham Moor come, to be quizzing the folks;
And when they return the whole chase they'll explain,
Tho' they saw little of it—to crony Fox Lane.