With a Whig or a Radical name;
And yet—the most curious part of my dream—
My opinions were still the same!
And I dreamt of a Chancellor (strangely, of course,
For my senses were running a rig,)
Who said that “Persuasion was better than force,”
As he dazzled my eyes with his wig.
“Oh, beautiful wig!” thought I, “could I for thee
Turn this coat? Ay, or part with my name?”
And yet—the most wonderful matter to me—