An Original Collection of Songs sung at the Theatres Royal, Public Concerts &c. &c. By W. T. Moncrieff |
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PARISH POLITICS.
Now peace upon us deigns to smile,
And plenty cheers the people,
And virtuous counsels from our isle,
Still far, thank Heaven, keep ill!
Who thinks of this or t'other state,
Or cares for foreign nations,
When every parish is as great.
And o'er Assessment, Tax, and Rate,
Still boasts as great orations.
Domestic jars, and foreign wars,
Are now grown rather rarish,
But ne'er will end their politics,
When gravely met the rates to fix,
The vestry of our parish.
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And plenty cheers the people,
And virtuous counsels from our isle,
Still far, thank Heaven, keep ill!
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Or cares for foreign nations,
When every parish is as great.
And o'er Assessment, Tax, and Rate,
Still boasts as great orations.
Domestic jars, and foreign wars,
Are now grown rather rarish,
But ne'er will end their politics,
When gravely met the rates to fix,
The vestry of our parish.
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Domestic jars and foreign wars
Are now grown rather rarish,
But ne'er will end their politics,
When gravely met the rates to fix,
The vestry of our parish.
Are now grown rather rarish,
But ne'er will end their politics,
When gravely met the rates to fix,
The vestry of our parish.
Who for our Commons cares a groat,
Or heeds the Congress clatter,
While parish vestries claim each thought,
They're German to the matter.
The House of Represenaatives
May send their friendly greetings,
So, too, may France's deputies—
But what are every one of these
Compared to parish meetings.
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Or heeds the Congress clatter,
While parish vestries claim each thought,
They're German to the matter.
The House of Represenaatives
May send their friendly greetings,
So, too, may France's deputies—
But what are every one of these
Compared to parish meetings.
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Domestic jars, &c.
Saint Stephens used to bear the bell
For chaff and prittle prattle,
And e'en the Lords would once excel
In noble tittle tattle.
But what, to parish orators,
Are these, but merely rabble?
From Greece and Rome they win the palm—
Demosthenes they all out-storm,
And Cicero out-gabble!
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For chaff and prittle prattle,
And e'en the Lords would once excel
In noble tittle tattle.
But what, to parish orators,
Are these, but merely rabble?
From Greece and Rome they win the palm—
Demosthenes they all out-storm,
And Cicero out-gabble!
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Domestic jars, and foreign wars, &c.
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