The gaudy Guards, the Oxford Blues,
Besides the Surrey Yeomanry.
And many a line of Foot appears,
With drummer-boys and pioneers,
And last, the Loyal Volunteers,
The drollest of the Infantry.
Not last; for of the New Police
Behold how one, in pure caprice,
The hat knocks off—to keep the peace—
Of idler, answering snarlingly.