In London when the funds are low,
And state-distresses deeper grow,
The rule is this—to have a show,
Designed with strict economy.
We here this cheapened show have had;
Who now shall deem the nation sad!
Distress was there superbly clad,
And Sorrow stalked not shabbily.
All, all the troops were out; who choose
To read the list their time may lose;