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144

VII. INTENTIONS.

A REMONSTRANCE IN THE VENTILATOR.


145

Now don't abuse us, Fanny, don't;
You're really too provoking!
I won't sit by, I vow I won't,
To hear your idle croaking.
You seem to think the world is mad
For places and for pensions,
And won't believe—it's quite too bad—
That Whigs have good intentions.
I know that Denman is too rash,
And Graham not too witty;
I know we hear prodigious trash
From members for the City;
Young Thomson is a financier
Of rather small dimensions;
Lord Althorp is not vastly clear:
But all have bright intentions.
The Budget was a slight mistake;
You call it quite correctly;
But then confess, for candour's sake,
We gave it up directly.

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They laughed it down on every side,
Forgetting their dissensions;
But not a single man denied
It shewed the best intentions.
The Premier has been kind, I own,
To most of his connections;
But Hunt, you see, was quite alone
In making harsh reflections.
The blockhead ought to go to school
And study his declensions;
Then he would judge by better rule
A statesman's grand intentions.
It's true we've not been doing much
To make the Frenchman humble;
And after all those dear, dull Dutch
Have cause enough to grumble.
We cannot see—who says we can?
Through Talleyrand's inventions;
For he's a wicked, clever man;
And we—have pure intentions.
And Fanny—as for this Reform,
Which Peel pronounces treason,
Indeed I think you make a storm
Without sufficient reason.

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The Bill is full of faults no doubt,
But, as my husband mentions,
One would not have a fault struck out
Which flows from just intentions.
Some say the Bill destroys the Crown;
Some swear it galls the people;
Some see the peerage tumbling down,
Some fear for Church and steeple.
There may be good substantial cause
For many apprehensions;
But coûte que coûte, in every clause
There's proof of right intentions.
We can't expect that Brougham and Hume
Will lay their horrid plans down.
But, dearest love, you won't assume
The fault is with Lord Lansdowne!
They can't do harm—or if they do,
In spite of wise preventions,
I hate their schemes, but, entre nous,
I honour their intentions.