to expect any Reform of Parliament, or of corrupt abuses, in its present state.

THE NEXT GENERAL ELECTION WILL, IN ALL PROBABILITY, STAMP US FREEMEN, OR RIVET OUR CHAINS!!!

THEREFORE BRITONS EXERT YOURSELVES!!!

THE HUMBUGS.

(A new popular Song.)

SINCE humbugging now is the rule of the day,
And humbugs have got all the best of the play;
Rich rogues, at their will, twirl the nation about,
To hum themselves in, some hum others out:

Sing tantararara all's hum!

With speeches of four hours' length the rogues fob us,
And their honor is only a crape-mask to rob us;
This world's a large hive, where to labour we're come,
But, like bees, enjoy nothing, excepting our hum :

Sing tantararara all's hum!

Sic vos non vobis mellificatis apes-
Drones fatten by robbing the honeycomb, that is
A rogue worth a halter, shall die worth a plum,
For to talk of Impeachment's a very fine hum:

;

Sing tantararara all's hum!

A hint at Reform gives them mortal alarm,

As thieves dread the runners of Bow-street's long arm;
All the gang for protection round each other cling,
And, were justice not humm'd, all together would swing:

But 'tis tantararara all hum!

When another Election shall alter their notes,

Give the knaves hearty hisses, honest men plumper votes ; Prove the Rights of the People are not all a hum,

And make rogues dread such beating as Pat gave his

drum:

And sing tantararara w'are hum!

END OF VOL II.

Printed by J. D. Dewick,

46, Barbican, London.