And many a horse was taken out
Of saddle, and of shaft;

And men, by dint of drink, became
The only "beasts of draught."

For now begun a harder run

On wine, and gin, and beer;

And overtaken men discuss'd
The overtaken deer.

How far he ran, and eke how fast
And how at bay he stood,
Deerlike, resolved to sell his life

As dearly as he could:—

And how the hunters stood aloof

Regardful of their lives,

And shunn'd a beast, wnose very horns They knew could handle knives!

How Huggins stood when he was rubb'd By help and ostler kind,

And when they cleaned the clay before, How " worse remain'd behind.”

And one, how he had found a horse

Adrift-a goodly gray!

And kindly rode the nag, for fear

The nag should go astray;—

Now, Huggins, when he heard the tale,

Jump'd up with sudden glee;

"A goodly gray! why, then, I say

That gray belongs to me!

EPIGRAM

ON THE CHINESE TREATY

OUR wars are ended-foreign battles cease,
Great Britain owns an universal peace:
And Queen Victoria triumphs over al!
Still"Mistress of herself though China fall!"

THE

DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM,

The Murderer.

BY THOMAS HOOD, ESQ.

WITH DESIGNS BY W. HARVEY.

NEW EDITION

DEDICATION.

To J. H. REYNOLDS, Esq.

DEAR REYNOLDS,

Induced to this reprint by a series of Illustrations from the pencil of an Artist whose genius you highly esti mate; remembering some partiality you have expressed for the Poem itself;—and, above all, that you stand nearest to me in a stricter form of the brotherhood which the Dream is intended to enforce; I feel that I cannot inscribe it more appropriately or more willingly than to yourself. It will be accepted I know, with the kind feeling which is mutual between you and

Yours ever truly,

THOMAS HOOD.