It is said he's a tyrant at home,
That the jewels his Wife has for show,
Were all of them salves for some wound—
That each diamond's heal'd up a blow;
That his Children, on hearing his knock,
To the top of the house always ran—
But with ten thousand pounds at his Banker's
He's of course a respectable Man.
Yet he's kindness itself to young "bloods,"
And when Lordlings solicit his aid,