Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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THE IRON CROWN. |
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THE IRON CROWN.
A Crown is the subject I sing,
If current it happens to prove;
Not a Crown such as worn by our King,
An offering of Freedom and Love!
But the Iron Crown Bony took care
From the Lombards to take, nor is't odd
That he should an Iron Crown wear
Who rules with a tight iron rod.
Tol lol, &c.
If current it happens to prove;
Not a Crown such as worn by our King,
An offering of Freedom and Love!
But the Iron Crown Bony took care
From the Lombards to take, nor is't odd
That he should an Iron Crown wear
Who rules with a tight iron rod.
Tol lol, &c.
Unless his proud stomach comes down,
(Such systems of mischief he's plann'd)
Tho' his head is secur'd in a crown,
He'll, perhaps, get his head in his hand;
Two Crowns make an angel they say,
France and Italy, monstrously civil,
Gave Bony Two Crowns, and that way
An angel exchang'd for the devil.
Tol lol, &c.
(Such systems of mischief he's plann'd)
Tho' his head is secur'd in a crown,
He'll, perhaps, get his head in his hand;
Two Crowns make an angel they say,
France and Italy, monstrously civil,
Gave Bony Two Crowns, and that way
An angel exchang'd for the devil.
Tol lol, &c.
With his Crowns he'd all Europe annoy,
And thinks ev'ry pow'r to control;
But, if he comes England a hoy,
He'll get trimm'd from the Crown to the soul;
With his soul one would not interfere,
For the ghost of Duke Enghin must rack it,
But his Crown, if he dares to come here,
John Bull will most certainly crack it.
Tol lol, &c.
And thinks ev'ry pow'r to control;
But, if he comes England a hoy,
He'll get trimm'd from the Crown to the soul;
With his soul one would not interfere,
For the ghost of Duke Enghin must rack it,
But his Crown, if he dares to come here,
John Bull will most certainly crack it.
Tol lol, &c.
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