The scurrying index mark its tale;
Hearing the bid of Israel Freyer,—
That ominous voice, would it never tire?
“Five millions more!—for any part,
(If it breaks your firm, if it cracks your heart,)
I’ll give One Hundred and Sixty!”
One Hundred and Sixty! Can’t be true!
What will the bears-at-forty do?
How will the merchants pay their dues?
How will the country stand the news?