They pour from Swan and Edgar's—from Lincoln's Inn they pour.
But now Inspector Higgins rides up the way to clear;
"Stand back! stand back! you fellows, great Ibrahim is near!"
And then, far in the distance, the welkin's heard to ring,
With "Long live Ibrahim Pacha! Long life to Egypt's King!"
And Nearer still and Nearer the seedy Glass-Coach steals,
And Louder grows and Louder the rumbling of its Wheels,
And Plainly and more Plainly is heard the People's din,
But Nothing still—no Nothing does the Pacha do but Grin.
For Clearly, very Clearly, the Ibrahim they cheer'd,