THE BILL. I

HURRAH ! the cravens quail—their boasted bulwarks fail—

For, what could these avail 'gainst a nation's mighty will ?

Now, countless hearts rejoice, while the People's pealing voice Demands the Senate's choice of—THE BILL. I

Sir GEORG! CLERK'S oration declaredEmancipation

Had stultified the nation with dreams of change and ill ; But a laugh, and then an " oh !" gave the Clerkly Sir to know Tbat such logic was " no go" 'gainst—TIIE BILE.

And sanguine HopE's reflection was darken'd with dejection At thought of an election, unbought by prog or swill ; For gone is the proprietor—and rioter and dieter

Must now receive a quieter—THE BILL.

Then TYRRELL, PEEL, and NORTH, successively stood forth

To advocate the worth of the wonder-working mill ;*

NORTH said that Locke and Bacon no course like this had taken— A fact which left unshaken—THE BILL.

Next rose commercial ATTWOOD, a stick of very fiat wood; Who said Reform like that would leave debt where it was still Like an even-handed judge, both arms he made to budge While he bellowed forth his fudge 'gainst—THE BILL.

And that somewhat ancient boy, University LEFROY,

Noration'd to the joy of himself, and took his fill ; He said that yielding right meant a truckling to excitement, And therefore he to fight meant—THE BILL.

The jolly JOSEPH YORKE, having played at knife and fork,

And broke the mystic cork from the joyous, purple rill, Did his belly-band unbuckle, and caused a mighty chuckle,

When he said he would'nt truckle to—THE BILL.

Then the Tory. convert, PRAED, all his early hopes betrayed,

And donkey-doctrines brayed, which nothing can fulfil ; Till the very youths from Cam exclaimed, " Why, here's a flam I

4'A speech not worth a d—n 'gainst—THE BILL!"

And who would waste a word on the GOULEURN or the GORDON, Or him who called the Lord on, to give the state a pill ?

Ton BUNCOMBE'S worth whole shoals of suich Tory-unctioned souls,

Who scratch their stupid polls at—THE BILL I

Hurrah ! be still the cry—the craven crowds shall fly—

And none from Manhood's eye the maddening drops distil; That eye now flashing bright beholds with hope's delight The King's—the People's right, in—THE BILL !

• " The system works well."—CAw wx.wo, and all the rest of them. " When I lay my head on my pillow, I pray, and I thank, and I hope, and despise the press, that evil and profligate thing."—See Report of the Debate.