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Now having faith implicit that he can't err,
Hoping his hopes, alarm’d with his alarms; And now believing him a sly inchanter,
Yet still afraid to break his brittle charms,
Lest some mad Devil suddenly unhamp’ring,
Slap-dash! the imp should fly off with the steeple, On revolutionary broom-stick scampering.–
Oye soft-headed and soft-hearted people,
If you can stay so long from slumber free, My muse shall make an effort to salute 'e: .
For lo! a very dainty simile Flash'd sudden through my brain, and 'twill just suit 'e!
You know that water-fowl that cries, Quack! quack!?
Full often have I seen a waggish crew Fasten the Bird of Wisdom on it's back,
The ivy-haunting bird, that cries, Tu-whoo !
Both plunged together in the deep mill-stream,
(Mill-stream, or farm-yard pond, or mountain-lake,) Shrill, as a Church and Constitution scream, TU-WHOO! quoth BROAD-FACE, and down dives the
The green-neck'd Drake once more pops up to view,
Stares round, cries Quack! and makes an angry pother; Then shriller screams the bird with eye-lids blue,
The broad-faced bird! and deeper dives the other. Ye quacking Statesmen ! 'tis even so with you
One peasecod is not liker to another.
Even so on Loyalty's Decoy-pond, each
Pops up his head, as fir'd with British blood, Hears once again the Ministerial screech,
And once more seeks the bottom's blackest mud!
ME DOLOR INCANTUM, ME LUBRICA DUXERIT ÆTAS,
ME TUMOR IMPULERIT, ME DEVIUS EGERIT ARDOR:
CLAUD. Epist. ad Had.
THERE IS ONE THAT SLIPPETH IN HIS SPEECH, BUT NOT
FROM HIS HEART; AND WHO IS HE THAT HATH NOT OFFENDED
WITH HIS TONGUE?
Ecclesiasticus, xix. 16.