CORONATION SOLILOQUY OF HIS MAJESTY KING GEORGE THE FOURTH [First published in The Examiner, July 29, 1821, as 'A Lesson for Kings'; reprinted 1860 from a revised and augmented copy, superseding the first imperfect sketch, and never before published'. Text, 1860. For earlier version, see Notes.] To the tune of CROKER'S MOUNTINGS [Being three favourite Glees sung with great applause during the present Irish Voyage of Recovery; and written by Mr. HARRY BROWN in honour of that illustrious Godfather of rising Situations.1] [First published in The Examiner, August 19, 1821; not reprinted.] Tune-Hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, A NEW SONG BY MR. HARRY BROWN, SUNG BY THE R******R AND C****N S******T AT THE JUDGES' DINNERS TUNE-A-Hunting we will go. [First published in The Examiner, September 2, 1821; not reprinted.] THE Dusky Knight 2 puts down the For a-hanging he will go, He's always saying so; He'd as lief hang us all as a crow, We called them "Croaker's Mountains.".-Voyage to the North Pole [H.] ⚫ Commonly called by the less poetical Black Jack-perhaps for a triple reason. .[H.] [First published in The Liberal, Vol. I, 1822; not reprinted.] 'I at this time got a post, being for fatigue, with other four. We were sent to break biscuit, and make a mess for Lord Wellington's Hounds. I was very hungry, and thought it a good job at the time; as we got our own fill, while we broke the biscuita thing I had not got for some days. When thus engaged, the Prodigal Son was never once out of my mind; and I sighed, as I fed the Dogs, over my humble situation and my ruined hopes.'-Journal of a Soldier of the 71st Regt. during the War in Spain. I SING a matter of some sixty dogs, That dined in the Peninsula on biscuit. Under the old regime the French eat frogs; II Attend then to me, puppies of all sorts, All by whom hangs a tale, including you, The blacker kind, who practise in the courts, And from the back of whose strange curls hang two: In these great times, ye poor inferior crew, Ye Men-do you too listen to my song: I mean to show you that your claims are wrong. III And you, red-coated dogs, not commonly Fall to the earth like proper puppies, quae As Sallust has it,-hear what your Bard says, IV And thou, thou other lucky dog, and diner, V Nor thou, great Duke of Wellington, disdain VI Many a jolly dog has been renowned, E'en men have merit when like them they're found Knuckles before them; I declare to God it does. VII Herodotus says only that there were Four villages allotted for their dog's-meat; A handsome pension, I allow but here Warriors stand by, wanting, like proper rogues, meat, Bread being even for a few too dear, While the Duke's hounds to their respective progs meet. Warriors, mind-hollow squares-without whom, marry an VIII 30 40 50 Yes, 'Heav'n be praised! Thanks to our lucky stars! 60 |