But to come to the Jews at last.
And thus to the end of time, I ween,
The Jew will thrive on each Verdant Green.
Diogenes. July, 1853.
A Fine Old Chant.
Oh! a fine old chant is “God Save the Queen,”
With “Britannia Rules the Waves,”
I like a red cabbage from Turnham Green,
And Britons are—always slaves.