And make his three bows to the grave Guillotine.
IV.
Two heads, says the proverb, are better than one,
But the Jacobin choice is for Five Heads or none.
By Directories only can Liberty thrive;
Then down with the One, Boys! and up with the Five!
How our bishops and judges will stare with amazement,
When their heads are thrust out at the National Casement![[17]]
When the National Razor[[17]] has shaved them quite clean,
What a handsome oblation to Saint Guillotine!