Ah, when they get us "on a string"
Then they wink the other eye!
Say, boys are Leaders to be loved,
When they wink the other eye?
By artful speech the Mob is moved,
Till it winks the other eye;
The optic Wink's the language of the sly and sordid soul,
The mute freemasonry of Fraud, sign-post to Roguery's goal.
When Circe sees her votaries swine ready in sludge to roll
Then she winks the other eye!