Sarcastic jibes and platitudes well worn,
No more shall rouse them from their dusty bed.
For them no more the fierce Debate shall burn,
Nor shrewd reporters ply their evening care;
No clamour for return upon return
Shall change their weary longing to despair.
Oft did the Commons to their influence yield,
The new-elected ne’er escaped their yoke;
Locke-King and Baines through them obtained a field,
Administrations fell beneath their stroke.