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«Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?—Yes, by St Anne; and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too."-Twelfth Night; or What you Will.
OH, Wellington! (or « Vilainton »—for fame
You have obtained great pensions and much praise;
I don't think that you used K-n-rd quite well
Though Britain owes (and pays you too) so much,
A prop not quite so certain as before:
Have seen, and felt, how strongly you restore;
You are the best of cut-throats:»-do not start; The phrase is Shakspeare's, and not misapplied;War's a brain-spattering, windpipe-slitting art, Unless her cause by right be sanctified.
If you have acted once a generous part,
The world, not the world's masters, will decide, And I shall be delighted to learn who,
and yours, have gained by Waterloo?
I am no flatterer-you 've supped full of flattery:
May like being praised for every lucky blunder, Called « Saviour of the Nations »-not yet saved, And Europe's Liberator-still enslaved.