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: : : : 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. : : There is also: : : Alone in her stall his mare Black Bess : : Lifted her head in mute distress, : : For 5 strange men had entered her yard, : : they looked at her long, they looked at her hard : : etc etc. Can't remember that either. My mum and I were trying to remember so thought I'd have a look on the net. : : Doesn't he whistle and the horse comes flying out of the stall? : : My father has also been looking for this poem for years, as he also learned it as a child and he is now in his late 70's. I'm sure he will be glad to read what we have so far, but who wrote this poem and where can I get a definitive quote. Thanks for your efforts, I'm sure this will make him very happy.

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