Lament of Lord Mayor's Day.
Air.—"Woodpecker."
I knew by the smile that derisively curled
On the Patteson lip, that my downfall was near,
When he said, "I can't see the least use in the world
Of that gew-gaw procession you mount every year."
My half-hearted advocate feebly replied,
About wantonly sapping the customs of yore—
But I said, "If there's peace to be found in Cheapside,
I shan't be disturbing it many times more."