MICHAEL'S DINNER; OR, STAUNCH FRIENDS TO REFORM.
Fair Reform—celestial maid!
Hope of Britons!—hope of Britons!
Calls her followers to her aid;
She has fit ones!—she has fit ones!
They would brave, in danger's day,
Death to win her!—Death to win her!
If they met not by the way
Michael's dinner—Michael's dinner!
Lambton leads the patriot van;
Noble fellow—generous fellow!
Quite the dandy of the clan—
Rather yellow—rather yellow!
Of fair Liberty he tells
Tales bewitching—tales bewitching;
But they vanish, when he smells
Michael's kitchen—Michael's kitchen!
Lawyer Brougham is next in rank;
Prates like Babel—prates like Babel;
He has never eat or drank
At Bribery's table—Bribery's table;
What, then, now can stop his mouth,
In this hot age—in this hot age?
'Tis, if he would tell the truth,
Michael's potage—Michael's potage!
Hobhouse, who pretends to νους,
Cur of Burdett—cur of Burdett;
Fired his pop-gun, but the House
Never heard it—never heard it;
He foresaw, from Canning's lash,
Stripes too cutting—stripes too cutting,
So he sneak'd away to hash
Michael's mutton—Michael's mutton.
Where was, on that famous night,
Hume the surgeon?—Hume the surgeon?
Who pretends to set us right
By constant purging—constant purging;
No division yet expecting—
Fond of work, he—fond of work, he—
At the moment was dissecting
Michael's turkey—Michael's turkey!
Fergusson his place may choose
In the bevy—in the bevy;
He's the real Taylor's goose,
Hot and heavy—hot and heavy—
He'd out-do, with sword and flame,
Senna-cherib—Senna-cherib.
What, that evening, made him tame?
Michael's spare-rib—Michael's spare-rib.
Thus the social round they form,
In Privy-Gardens—Privy-Gardens;
And they care about Reform
Not three farthings—not three farthings.
To yawn and vote let others stay,
Who can bear it—who can bear it;
They, much wiser, drink away
Michael's claret—Michael's claret.
While ye thus, in claret, Sirs,
Lose your reason—lose your reason;
England will recover hers,
Lost last season—lost last season!
Faction's mobs—Sedition's hordes
Must grow thinner—must grow thinner,
When plain Common Sense records
Michael's dinner—Michael's dinner!