To a Comrade Sped

To a Comrade Sped by Sheila Kaye-Smith

A ballad narrator addresses a hanged highwayman named Billy, taunting his corpse with mock astonishment at his fate. The speaker mocks Billy for dangling on the gallows rope like a dog on a string, asking how it felt to kick and struggle, heels dancing in the air, as the sweat of dying soaked him while he strangled on the "three-legged mare." The narrator insists Billy must have kicked and struggled, and derides his fixed grin as unbecoming and unpleasant to look upon. The speaker imagines that Dolly would refuse to kiss Billy's cheek now, swollen dark with burst veins, and that pretty Bab would shriek and flinch at the scars across his back — wounds he earned in gaol before he was made to "gambol on the crap" (the gallows), when the Sheriff, doing his duty, ordered him both rope and strap. The narrator recalls Billy's former career as a highwayman who held the roads in trembling fear, his face blackened, commanding travelers to "tip the steven" (hand over money) and not be slack about it. Women ("blowens") screamed and gentlemen ("gemmen") cursed him, but he cowed them all with his pistol ("pop"). Now, the speaker notes with grim irony, the hemp rope has finally burst him before he could reap the full "nutty" harvest of his criminal exploits. The poem closes with the narrator repeating the opening mockery — calling Billy a fool who never expected this end, now bowled out, trussed up, stark, and dead, a cracked rogue ("ruffler crack") who has been caught fairly and finally, struck down on the gallows.

By Sheila Kaye-Smith · First published 1914 · Genre: Narrative Poetry, Ballad, Crime Fiction · 346 words

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Oh you fool, you! Who'd have thought it! / Dangling like a dog on string. / That poor spice, you've dearly bought it -- / Lad, how does it feel to swing?

Did you kick when the hemp choked you, / And your heels danced in the air, / And the sweat of dying soaked you, / Struggling on the three-legged mare?

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Victorian poetry · elegy · lament · capital punishment · criminal underworld · thieves' cant · dark humor · British literature · highway robbery · death and execution · underworld slang · social marginalia

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