The political and occasional poems of Winthrop Mackworth Praed Edited, with notes, by Sir George Young |
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XLIII. MAXIMS.
“Lord Auckland is understood to be appointed permanently on constitutional
grounds.”—Globe, January 14th.
If a Tory is ever found out
In pocketing twenty pence,
The thing is a job, no doubt;
It admits of no defence:
If a Whig has the luck to secure
Some twenty thousand pounds,
It is all arranged, be sure,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
In pocketing twenty pence,
The thing is a job, no doubt;
It admits of no defence:
If a Whig has the luck to secure
Some twenty thousand pounds,
It is all arranged, be sure,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
If a Tory dares distrust
The faith of our fiercest foe,
Suspicion is quite unjust,
And jealousy vastly low:
If a Whig with a bold blockade
Our ancient friend confounds,
It is done for the good of trade,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
The faith of our fiercest foe,
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And jealousy vastly low:
If a Whig with a bold blockade
Our ancient friend confounds,
It is done for the good of trade,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
If a Tory punishes crimes
In Kerry or in Clare,
The wisdom of the Times
Proclaims it quite unfair:
If a Whig with a troop of horse
The Murphys and Macs astounds,
He cuts and thrusts, of course,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
In Kerry or in Clare,
The wisdom of the Times
Proclaims it quite unfair:
If a Whig with a troop of horse
The Murphys and Macs astounds,
He cuts and thrusts, of course,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
If a Tory gives a place
To a nephew, or a son,
Good lack! a thing so base
Was never, never done!
If a Whig with his countless kin
The nation's purse surrounds,
They slip their fingers in
On “Constitutional grounds.”
To a nephew, or a son,
Good lack! a thing so base
Was never, never done!
If a Whig with his countless kin
The nation's purse surrounds,
They slip their fingers in
On “Constitutional grounds.”
Then take, my lord, oh take
The gift the Greys provide,
For the Constitution's sake,
And for no end beside;
And think, on quarter-day,
Of the friend who thus expounds
The rights of place and pay,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
The gift the Greys provide,
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And for no end beside;
And think, on quarter-day,
Of the friend who thus expounds
The rights of place and pay,
On “Constitutional grounds.”
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