Posted by sharon on July 01, 19103 at 23:57:16:

In Reply to: Re: the ballad of turpin posted by Jean Beatty on April 10, 19103 at 12:21:41:

: : I haven't seen it in years. I used to tach in in confunction with Noyes' 'The Highwayman". My gut feeling is that it, also, was by Alfred Noyes.

: If you know the ballad all the way through, I'd be thrilled if you could send it. Brother and I used to know it all the way through when we were little. He's coming here to NC tomorrow from England for a month. It would thrill us both to pieces if I could have it to show him. It starts:
: The daylight moon looked quietly down,
: Through the gathering dusk on London Town.
: A smock-frocked yokel hobbled along,
: From Newgate humming a country song.
: Chewing a straw he stood to stare
: At the proclomation posted there.
: Three hundred guineas ib Turpin's head
: And a hundred more for his mate Tom King.
: something, something, something - and so on.

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