Pasture, or moorland, or woodland fair,
John Hodge and his brats may not settle there;
Not there, not there, my man!
Trust not, oh trust not, to statesmen’s smiles;
These visions so fair are delusion’s wiles
And the acres are only “Chateaux en Espagne,”
Built up in the head of Joe Chamberlain;
They are there, they are there, my man!
Edward Walford, M.A.
Life, December 10, 1885.