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The Spots in the Sun.
Large Spots in the Sun”—How alarming the state
Of the year eighteen hundred and twenty and eight—
'Tis awful to fancy, when all's said and done,
What mischiefs are caused by the “Spots in the Sun.”
Of the year eighteen hundred and twenty and eight—
'Tis awful to fancy, when all's said and done,
What mischiefs are caused by the “Spots in the Sun.”
The Courier declares that to those it was owing,
That we had in August such raining and blowing;
While steam-engines, steam-boats, and Perkins's gun,
Combined to produce these strange “Spots in the Sun.”
That we had in August such raining and blowing;
While steam-engines, steam-boats, and Perkins's gun,
Combined to produce these strange “Spots in the Sun.”
Whatever the cause, the effect is too clear,
We'd such very odd weather for that time of year:
Odd things have been ended, more odd things begun,
And all it would seem, through the “Spots in the Sun.”
We'd such very odd weather for that time of year:
Odd things have been ended, more odd things begun,
And all it would seem, through the “Spots in the Sun.”
At Lisbon, where blockheads would make John Bull try
For the deuce can tell what, and the deuce can tell why,
A throne has been lost, and a crown has been won,
And all, it is said, through these “Spots in the Sun.”
For the deuce can tell what, and the deuce can tell why,
A throne has been lost, and a crown has been won,
And all, it is said, through these “Spots in the Sun.”
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In Dublin with Dan, and the rest of the gang,
When some would “conciliate,” others would hang,
George Dawson recants, just as Brownlow has done,
And shows what his friends think a “Spot in the Sun.”
When some would “conciliate,” others would hang,
George Dawson recants, just as Brownlow has done,
And shows what his friends think a “Spot in the Sun.”
When young Perceval turned to the same way of thinking,
Whose sire from the cause never once thought of shrinking;
Sam Rogers declared—(he's so fond of a pun)—
That the Tories would call it a “Spot in the Son.”
Whose sire from the cause never once thought of shrinking;
Sam Rogers declared—(he's so fond of a pun)—
That the Tories would call it a “Spot in the Son.”
At Stinkomalee there's confusion and bother,
Tom Campbell's new lecture makes way for another
By Ma'amselle Le Normand, who now has begun
To compose a whole course on the “Spots in the Sun.”
Tom Campbell's new lecture makes way for another
By Ma'amselle Le Normand, who now has begun
To compose a whole course on the “Spots in the Sun.”
But ah! rest not there, “Brightest star of the nation;”
Call in thy professor of Haerostation,
And send Jemmy Green, as the Times says was done,
Upon horseback, to scrub out the “Spots in the Sun.”
Call in thy professor of Haerostation,
And send Jemmy Green, as the Times says was done,
Upon horseback, to scrub out the “Spots in the Sun.”
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