Now Mrs. Gilpin, when she saw
Her husband posting down
Into the country far away,
She pull'd out half-a-crown; And thus unto the youth she said,
That drove them to the Bell,
This shall be yours when you bring back
My husband safe and well. The youth did ride, and soon did meet
John coming back amain;
Whom in a trice he tried to stop,
By catching at his rein; But not performing what he meant,
And gladly would have done,
The frighted steed he frighted more,
And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away
Went post-boy at his heels.
The post-boy's horse right glad to miss
The lumbering of the wheels. Six gentlemen upon the road,
Thus seeing Gilpin fly,
With post-boy scampering in the rear,
They raised the hue and cry:-- Stop thief! stop thief!--a highwayman!
Not one of them was mute;
And all and each that pass'd that way
Did join in the pursuit. | 
