English Caricature and Satire on Napoleon I. Volume 1 (of 2)Ashton, John
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English Caricature and Satire on Napoleon I. Volume 1 (of 2)
Ashton, John
Napoleon I, Emperor of the French, 1769-1821 -- Caricatures and cartoons
18.
Now Boney grown wilder, his eyes seem’d to start,
And loudly began he to bellow;
When Talley seized hold
Of this hero so bold,
And pinion’d _the poor little fellow_.
19.
‘Oh, brave, great, and noble, magnanimous man!!!!!!
To save thee thy servant is bound, Sir;
The Sea it is deep,
And the shores they are steep,
_Most certainly you will be drown’d, Sir_.
20.
‘Think how precious your life is to France and to me,
Obey then your fate, and don’t mock it;
Think what we shou’d do,
Mighty Sir, without you,
With our _liberties all in your pocket_.
21.
‘Nay--_sweet, gentle_ Sir’ (Boney kick’d with all might),
‘Oh!--this chivalry’s quite out of fashion!’
Talley had his own way,
Not a word did Bo say,
For speak he could not for his passion.
22.
‘Dread Sir, your great project is worthy yourself,
Your knife shall soon hit the bull’s throat, Sir,
I’d only premise,
Were I fit to advise,
_’Twould be better to order a boat_, Sir.’
23.
‘A boat, aye, a boat! why there’s reason in that,’
Boney cries with a scowl of delight, Sir;
For the truth must be told,
He knew Talley of old,
And felt in a devilish fright, Sir.
24.
Boney thought that the boat was a much safer plan,
He voted the counsel discreet, Sir;
Quoth Talley ‘’Tis done,
And the day is your own,
_Just--take--care--to avoid the Fleet_, Sir.’
25.
Talley cautiously then let the little man down,
When the little man softened his features;
Yet though little in size, Sir,
His soul is as high, Sir,
As the cross at the top of Saint Peter’s.
26.
Little Boney shook hands then with Talley the good;
(_And thought how he best might dispatch him_)
Whilst Talley as meek,
Kiss’d the Mussulman’s cheek,
(_And swore in his heart to o’er match him_.)
27.
They drank to their hopes--hob a nobb’d to their scheme,
Which promis’d such royal diversion;
Thus cordial they sat,
And, in _harmless chit chat_,
Sketch’d the _plan of this water excursion_.
28.
When the boat will be ready we none of us know,
Talley swears ’twill be here in a trice, Sir;
But it must be confess’d,
Boney’s not in such haste,
Since he thought of the business twice, Sir.
29.
Then a health to the Butcher! and life long enough,
That he once of the Bull may a view get,
For, whenever we meet,
If he _skulk from the_ FLEET,
_We will find him head quarters in_ NEWGATE.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
INVASION SQUIBS--VOLUNTEERS.
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