The Party Leader.
A very old story.
It was cheering, cheering, to the close
O’ my speech that day I launched the Bill:
From serried ranks the row uprose,
And hats are waved, and voices thrill;
And I!—I thought I’d dished my foes.
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A Parleying with a Certain Person of no
Importance in His Day.