And perwailed on him to stop.

Romance

I

Bold Turpin vunce, on Hounslow Heath, His bold mare Bess bestrode⁠—er; Ven there he see’d the Bishop’s coach A-coming along the road⁠—er. So he gallops close to the ’orse’s legs, And he claps his head vithin; And the Bishop says, “Sure as eggs is eggs, This here’s the bold Turpin!”

Chorus

And the Bishop says, “Sure as eggs is eggs, This here’s the bold Turpin!”

II