I’ve warned him that he must my wrath most certainly expect,
And yet he positively dares to hold his head erect;
He must be mad, yes, very mad, to think that thus he can
Defy not me, the chief alone, but Caine and all my clan!
For we’re a clever family, &c.
“And yet, as days and weeks go by, ’twould seem, I must confess,
That if my influence grows at all it only grows much less.
The Tories who two months ago knelt humbly at my feet,
Ignore the man who brought about the Government’s defeat;
The Whigs who warmly welcomed me as their most dear ally,