Moderation, preservation,—Is all we’re asking of the nation!
Robins, at knocking houses down so fond,
Exclaims, with Shakespeare’s Jew, I’ll have my bond.
Put down your hammer, Mr Robins, stop;
You take my house when you do touch the prop.
Hard-hearted man, such antique relics ridding,
With hammer soon to fall and looks for-bidding,
Shakespeare by you has been puffed up and praised,
To sell his house you have a story raised.
And is it true this house is coming down,