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Tramp, tramp, along the road he speeds,
the sparkling pebbles fly!
Huzza! James Ker can ride apace!
Ah! why dost bump so high?
And now, a village, calm and fair,
fast rises to the view;
With dogs and cats, aud wives at doors:
Says James, What shall I do!

The wives did stare, the dogs did bark,
the cats astounded fled,
James scarce could fit the saddle-tree,
nor dar'd to turn his head.
A churlish cur, a terrier fierce,
with hideous bark and bay,
Pursu'd the horse's trotting heels;
James damn'd the dog away.

But still it ran, and bark'd, and bay'd,
the wives began to shout;
James rous'd his heart, aud whipt behind;
he could not look about.
Sometimes the lash it bit the horse,
and faster on went he;
Sometimes the dog it touch'd—Says James,
What shall become of me!