POETRY.

DAPPER GEORGE.

(1743.)

I" Whenever we has of Dapper George at war, it is certain that he

demeaned himself like a little man of valour."—THACHERAT.

" No fear in him and no plan ; ' sans pear et sans Lillis,' as we might term it. Like a real Hanoverian Sovereign of England ; like England itself, and its way's in those German wars."—CAULTLE.1 Darr= King George, he was round and red, With a German tongue in his pig-tailed head ; But Dapper King George was a fighter grim With some English blood at the heart of him, And a man of wrath, and a man of his fists, And a wrecker of orthodox strategists.

Oh, George the Second, he played the king, As soon as the bullets began to sing ; You ought to have seen him at Dettingen, You ought to have heard how he cheered his men ; When the judge is set, and the books are reckoned, There's Dettingen down to King George the Second.

Forty-four thousand with Dapper George, We were pinned like rats in a filthy gorge, Jammed up in a. gin, which the mountains made

With a broad-backed river too deep to wade,—

An army behind and an army before, And the great., grinning guns on the further shore.

Oh, George the Second, he played the king, &c.

Forty-four thousand of hungry men, We cursed and we swore in that Daniel's den ; And Dapper King George blasphemed with the worst, And Dapper King George in the field was first, When we wheeled into line in our scarlet coats, And fell on like the fiend at the Frenchmen's throats.

Oh, George the Second, he played the king, &c.

He called us brothers, he called us sons, He levelled the muskets, he laid the guns, And he jeered and cheered and sweated and swore, Till his charger ran from the cannon's roar; Then he cursed such cattle for cowardly brutes, And he led us afoot in his big jack-boots.

Oh, George the Second, he played the king, &c.

We shattered their prancing Musketeers, We scattered their capering Carabineers; We played the deuce with the pick of their Line, And their Foot Guards rushed like the herd of swine Plump into the river-mud, head over heels, To sup on the weeds with the gudgeon and eels.

Oh, George the Second, he played the king, &c.

The Greys and the Royals took each a flag, And four brass cannon we clapped in our bag; And Dapper King George, having then and there Dubbed Trooper Tom Browne and the Earl of Stair

Knights-Banneret both, like a King and a winner, , Sat down on the ground to a cold-mutton dinner.

Oh, George the Second, ho played the king,

As soon as the bullets began to sing; You ought to have seen him at Dettingen, You ought to have heard how ho cheered his men; When the judge is set, and the books are reckoned,

There's Dettingen down to King George the Second.

FRANK TAYLOR.