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n the land of sylvan forests, In the land erewhile called Penn's Land, In the region where the fox chase Gave to hunter's hound a swift race, Leaving, thus, to future ages, Sport-man's legend, which the sages Utilized to name a village,— In this land and in this village, Recent rose portentous mutter: Certain things which whispers utter In dark hints, with wise nod, saying More than words could; thus portraying— By the aid of "Well, I never!" "You don't say!" "My!" "Did you ever!"— To the mind the import pond'rous, of the subject strange and wondrous. In this land where forests only, Long years since, rose grand and lonely, Nestles now the village, Fox Chase. From its centre but a short space,