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sailed him with scandalous stories； Till the coach for the voters was ready。 That coach might be well called a casket Of learning and brotherly love： There were parsons in boot and in basket； There were parsons below and above。 There were Sneaker and Griper； a pair Who stick to Lord Mulesby like leeches； A smug chaplain of plausible air； Who writes my Lord Goslingham's speeches。 Dr Buzz； who alone is a host； Who； with arguments weighty as lead； Proves six times a week in the Post That flesh somehow differs from bread。 Dr Nimrod； whose orthodox toes Are seldom withdrawn from the stirrup； Dr Humdrum； whose eloquence flows； Like droppings of sweet poppy syrup； Dr Rosygill puffing and fanning； And wiping away perspiration； Dr Humbug who proved Mr Canning The beast in St John's Revelation。 A layman can scarce form a notion Of our wonderful talk on the road； Of the learning； the wit； and devotion； Which almost each syllable showed： Why divided allegiance agrees So ill with our free constitution； How Catholics swear as they please； In hope of the priest's absolution； How the Bishop of Norwich had bartered His faith for a legate's commission； How Lyndhurst； afraid to be martyr'd； Had stooped to a base coalition； How Papists are cased from compassion By bigotry； stronger than steel； How burning would soon come in fashion； And how very bad it must feel。 We were all so much touched and excited By a subject so direly sublime； That the rules of politeness were slighted； And we all of us talked at a time； And in tones； which each moment grew louder； Told how we should dress for the show； And where we should fasten the powder； And if we should bellow or no。 Thus from subject to subject we ran； And the journey passed pleasantly o'er； Till at last Dr Humdrum began； From that time I remember no more。 At Ware he commenced his prelection； In the dullest of clerical drones； And when next I regained recollection We were rambling o'er Trumpington stones。 。。。
SONG。 （1827。） O stay； Madonna！ stay； 'Tis not the dawn of day That marks the skies with yonder opal streak： The stars in silence shine； Then press thy lips to mine； And rest upon my neck thy fervid cheek。 O sleep； Madonna！ sleep； Leave me to watch and weep O'er the sad memory of departed joys； O'er hope's extinguished beam； O'er fancy's vanished dream； O'er all that nature gives and man destroys。 O wake； Madonna！ wake； Even now the purple lake Is dappled o'er with amber flakes of light； A glow is on the hill； And every trickling rill In golden threads leaps down from yonder height。 O fly； Madonna！ fly； Lest day and envy spy What only love and night may safely know： Fly； and tread softly； dear！ Lest those who hate us hear The sounds of thy light footsteps as they go。 。。。
POLITICAL GEORGICS。 （MARCH 1828。） 〃Quid faciat laetas segetes；〃 etc。 How cabinets are formed； and how destroy'd； How Tories are confirmed； and Whigs decoy'd； How in nice times a prudent man should vote； At what conjuncture he should turn his coat； The truths fallacious； and the candid lies； And all the lore of sleek majorities； I sing； great Premier。 Oh； mysterious two； Lords of our fate； the Doctor and the Jew； If； by your care enriched； the aspiring clerk Quits the close alley for the breezy park； And Dolly's chops and Reid's entire resigns For odorous fricassees and costly wines； And you； great pair； through Windsor's shades who rove； The Faun and Dryad of the conscious grove； All； all inspire me； for of all I sing； Doctor and Jew； and Ms and Kg。 Thou； to the maudlin muse of Rydal dear； Thou more than Neptune； Lowther； lend thine ear。 At Neptune's voice the horse； with flowing mane And pawing hoof； sprung from the obedient plain； But at thy word the yawning earth； in fright； Engulf'd the victor steed from mortal sight。 Haste from thy woods； mine Arbuthnot； with speed； Rich woods； where lean Scotch cattle love to feed： Let Gaffer Gooch and Boodle's patriot band； Fat from the leanness of a plundered land； True Cincinnati； quit their patent ploughs； Their new steam…harrows； and their premium sows； Let all in bulky majesty appear； Roll the dull eye； and yawn th' unmeaning cheer。 Ye veteran Swiss； of senatorial wars； Who glory in your well…earned sticks and stars； Ye diners…out from whom we guard our spoons； Ye smug defaulters； ye obscene buffoons； Come all； of every race and size and form； Corruption's children； brethren of the worm； From those gigantic monsters who devour The pay of half a squadron in an hour； To those foul reptiles； doomed to night and scorn； Of filth and stench equivocally born； From royal tigers down to toads and lice； From Bathursts； Clintons； Fanes； to H and P； Thou last； by habit and by nature blest With every gift which serves a courtier best； The lap…dog spittle； the hyaena bile； The maw of shark； the tear of crocodile； Whate'er high station； undetermined yet； Awaits thee in the longing Cabinet； Whether thou seat thee in the room of Peel； Or from Lord Prig extort the Privy Seal； Or our Field…marshal…Treasurer fix on thee； A legal admiral； to rule the sea； Or Chancery…suits； beneath thy well known reign； Turn to their nap of fifty years again； （Already L； prescient of his fate； Yields half his woolsack to thy mightier weight；） Oh！ Eldon； in whatever sphere thou shine； For opposition sure will ne'er be thine； Though scowls apart the lonely pride of Grey； Though Devonshire proudly flings his staff away； Though Lansdowne； trampling on his broken chain； Shine forth the Lansdowne of our hearts again； Assist me thou； for well I deem； I see An abstract of my ample theme in thee。 Thou； as thy glorious self hath justly said； From earliest youth； wast pettifogger bred； And； raised to power by fortune's fickle will； Art head and heart a pettifogger still。 So； where once Fleet…ditch ran confessed； we vie A crowded mart and stately avenue； But the black stream beneath runs on the same； Still brawls in W's key；still stinks like H's name。 。。。
THE DELIVERANCE OF VIENNA。 TRANSLATED FROM VINCENZIO DA FILICAIA。 （Published in the 〃Winter's Wreath；〃 Liverpool； 1828。） 〃Le corde d'oro elette；〃 etc。 The chords； the sacred chords of gold； Strike； O Muse； in measure bold； And frame a sparkling wreath of joyous songs For that great God to whom revenge belongs。 Who shall resist his might； Who marshals for the fight Earthquake and thunder； hurricane and flame？ He smote the haughty race Of unbelieving Thrace； And turned their rage to fear； their pride to shame。 He looked in wrath from high； Upon their vast array； And； in the twinkling of an eye； Tambour； and trump； and battle…cry； And steeds； and turbaned infantry； Passed like a dream away。 Such power defends the mansions of the just： But； like a city without walls； The grandeur of the mortal falls Who glories in his strength； and makes not God his trust。 The proud blasphemers thought all earth their own； They deemed that soon the whirlwind of their ire Would sweep down tower and palace； dome and spire； The Christian altars and the Augustan throne。 And soon； they cried； shall Austria bow To the dust her lofty brow。 The princedoms of Almayne Shall wear the Phrygian chain； In humbler waves shall vassal Tiber roll； And Rome a slave forlorn； Her laurelled tresses shorn； Shall feel ou