. Gallery of comicalities : . The man wot mends the Sovereigns waysWhat will the satire end in?The world may learn, with some amaze,A Sovreigns ways want mending. Say, Wellington, can this be you ? His Majestys adviser !Who dares so bold a course pursue— The Kings Macadamiser. To say what next we may expect Would be as weak as vain ;Stkaight-forward dealing dont expect From lads in crooked-lane. What right have folks to understandThe course that youve chalkd out ? Just show the weapon in your hand,And bid them, Ax about. KingArthur neer can do in your schemes be solo ; And let your
. Gallery of comicalities : . The man wot mends the Sovereigns waysWhat will the satire end in?The world may learn, with some amaze,A Sovreigns ways want mending. Say, Wellington, can this be you ? His Majestys adviser !Who dares so bold a course pursue— The Kings Macadamiser. To say what next we may expect Would be as weak as vain ;Stkaight-forward dealing dont expect From lads in crooked-lane. What right have folks to understandThe course that youve chalkd out ? Just show the weapon in your hand,And bid them, Ax about. KingArthur neer can do in your schemes be solo ; And let your motto still be this— Sic jubeo, sic volo. And if the precious Bridge Committee Have in expense been rash,Punish the upstarts of the City— Abridge them of the cash. 41 GALLERY OF XXXIX. THE MAN WOT DRIVES A PAIR OF K. Cntikshauk. A Coach, your Honor ?—Vaterman, Open the door, my Covey;To do vots right is still my plan, And better vip neer drove ye. To doubt my honour, what man dare ? Id floor him for his trouble—Tho ven I gets a drunken fare, Tis FAIR to charge him double. Then, as to galloping my prads, Paddington neer surpassd me—Tho theyre a set of knowing lads, Riglit as a trivet, blaust me ! I am a blade that never brags. And loves a cheerful cup ;Tho sometimes Coachee—sometimes nags — Of course must be pulld-up. Of late, weve sufferd in our trade— But grumblings of no sarvice;These vile infernal Cabs have played The devil with the Jarvies. Tis time to wash my gob with beer, Or sunimat short a dram on—For vats the use of standing here, And pitching so much gammon. 42 M 2 GALLERY OF No. XL. KING BILLYS BEER BILL; OR, THE THREE
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