So we started the world with a spin
And while it goes spinning and spinning
We will gather the spoils that we win;
For it spins out the Whigs and the Tories,
The Lords and the Church and the Crown
And it spins us this glory of glories—
To tread them all down.
——:o:——
Hymn to Gladstonian Liberals.
Is not this the First Lord of your choice?