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II.—UPON THE JEWEL OF THE TOWER. 1716.
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II.—UPON THE JEWEL OF THE TOWER. 1716.

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In glorious Anna's later time,
When Whigs were stripp'd of sovereign power,
Their wits extoll'd in ballad-rhyme
A precious Jewel of the Tower.

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O might they now repeat their art!
How Britain would rejoice once more,
Could she but see the second part
Of that same Jewel in the Tower!

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The second part to the same tune,
To mend what was amiss before;
That greater care might now be shown
To keep the Jewel in the Tower.

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Case-harden'd Steele it did surpass,
Yet still grew harder every hour:
And such a rarity, sure, was
No where so well as in the Tower!

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The gems were once, we know, purloin'd:
But now that trick can take no more;
They're safe in locks and bars confined:
And so should this, too, in the Tower.

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But let the counterfeit be shown,
And cant abuse our ears no more;
The gem became the case of stone;
Walpole was Jewel of the Tower.

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It was not George's gem, they said,
Nor of his partner Anna's store:
'Tis pity, then, he kept his head,
Or e'er came living from the Tower.

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He ne'er deserved, we'll all agree,
The same that Cæsar did before:
Subjects the gems of crowns may be,
But Whigs the monsters of the Tower.

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His claws at least should be secured
From ever doing mischief more,
When safe in dens for life immured,
Like other monsters of the Tower.

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So might his savage rage be stopp'd;
So might he roar, but not devour;
Or slaughter beasts alone when coop'd,
Like other monsters, in the Tower.

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Murders at home and wars abroad
Must sate his thirst of human gore:
Monsters so greedy after blood
Appear but seldom in the Tower.

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Since Whigs sang songs when you were in;
Since, now you're out on 't, Tories lour;
There, all agree, you brightest shine:
Again be glorious in the Tower!

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Not only ballads should display
Thy merits, as they did before;
But bonfires brighten all thy way,
And guns salute thee at the Tower.