Pays the toll, and on foot then continues his flight;
Still ripe for the race, the Bum bounds from his place,
Clears the gate, and on foot too continues the chase.
Then huzzā! and huzzā! they go tearing away,
Now out in the road—now upon the pavé:
And, racing—and chasing—still onward they go;
"Hark forward! hark forward! for Surrey halloo!"
Now the goal draweth nigh—now the toll is hard by;
And now, how they scamper!—and now, how they fly!
And now, how they hurry!—and now, how they scurry!