And representative of all the race;
Although ’tis true that you turned out a Tory at
Last,—yours has lately been a common case;
And now, my Epic Renegade! what are ye at?
With all the Lakers, in and out of place?
A nest of tuneful persons, to my eye
Like “four and twenty blackbirds in a pye;
Which pye being open’d they began to sing”
(This old song and new simile holds good).
“A dainty dish to set before the King”