Sir Robert’s Bill.[16]
Sir Robert, to the Commons bound,
Cries, “Cobden, do not tarry,
And I’ll gie ye ‘Repeal’ all round,
If now my bill you’ll carry!”
“And who be you would pass ‘Repeal’
My own peculiar treasure?”
“Oh! I’m the man, ye ken full weel,
That does just what’s my pleasure.
And fast before the farmers’ friends,