Part 5 (1/2)
The bright old day now dawns again; the cry runs through the land, In England there shall be dear bread--in Ireland, sword and brand; And poverty, and ignorance, shall swell the rich and grand, So, rally round the rulers with the gentle iron hand, Of the fine old English Tory days; Hail to the coming time!
W.
II.--THE QUACK DOCTOR'S PROCLAMATION
THE QUACK DOCTOR'S PROCLAMATION
TUNE--'A COBBLER THERE WAS'
An astonis.h.i.+ng doctor has just come to town, Who will do all the faculty perfectly brown: He knows all diseases, their causes, and ends; And he begs to appeal to his medical friends.
Tol de rol: Diddle doll: Tol de rol, de dol, Diddle doll Tol de rol doll.
He's a magnetic doctor, and knows how to keep The whole of a Government snoring asleep To popular clamours; till popular pins Are stuck in their midriffs--and then he begins Tol de rol.
He's a _clairvoyant_ subject, and readily reads His countrymen's wishes, condition, and needs, With many more fine things I can't tell in rhyme, --And he keeps both his eyes shut the whole of the time.
Tol de rol.
You mustn't expect him to talk; but you'll take Most particular notice the doctor's awake, Though for aught from his words or his looks that you reap, he Might just as well be most confoundedly sleepy.
Tol de rol.
h.o.m.oeopathy, too, he has practised for ages (You'll find his prescriptions in Luke Hansard's pages), Just giving his patient when maddened by pain,-- Of Reform the ten thousandth part of a grain.
Tol de rol.
He's a med'cine for Ireland, in portable papers; The infallible cure for political vapours; A neat label round it his 'prentices tie-- 'Put your trust in the Lord, and keep this powder dry!'
Tol de rol.
He's a corn doctor also, of wonderful skill, --No cutting, no rooting-up, purging, or pill-- You're merely to take, 'stead of walking or riding, The sweet schoolboy exercise--innocent sliding.
Tol de rol.
There's no advice gratis. If high ladies send His legitimate fee, he's their soft-spoken friend.
At the great public counter with one hand behind him, And one in his waistcoat, they're certain to find him.
Tol de rol.
He has only to add he's the real Doctor Flam, All others being purely fict.i.tious and sham; The house is a large one, tall, slated, and white, With a lobby; and lights in the pa.s.sage at night.
Tol de rol: Diddle doll: Tol de rol, de dol, Diddle doll Tol de rol doll.
W.
III.--SUBJECTS FOR PAINTERS
SUBJECTS FOR PAINTERS
(AFTER PETER PINDAR)