Who tell unto "the Funny Club" their miserable woes
"How steamers run the river down—and boats by hundreds too"—
"In this inwentive, vicked hage"—so wonderful and new!
Exchequer bills were sometime held much safer than the Bank,
Now holders find they've only held a monstrous ugly blank.
The very piles[22] which once were driven one inch within the hour,
Now go the pace, the railroad pace! by some mechanic power.
Within a little—ay—alas! and ere its pipes are old,
Bright Bude will come and Gas will pass, "e'en as a tale that's told."
Then we shall see!—I wonder what! 'tis dazzling quite to think,