ON the 14th of September, near to the town of Deal, As you may well remember, who have a heart to feel, Died Wellington, a general bold, of glorious renown, Who beat the great Napoleon, near unto Brussels town. _Chorus._ So don’t forget brave Wellington, who won at Waterloo, He beat the great Napoleon, and all his generals, too. He led the British Army on through Portugal and Spain, And every battle there he won, the Frenchman to restrain, He ever was victorious in every battle field, He gained a fame most glorious because he’d never yield. He drove Napoleon from home, in exile for to dwell, Far o’er the sea, and from his home, and all he lov’d so well, He stripped him quite of all his power, and banish’d him away, To St. Helena’s rocks and towers, the rest of his life to stay. Then on the throne of France he placed Louis, the King, by right, In after years he was displaced all by the people’s might; But should the young Napoleon threaten our land and laws, We’ll find another Wellington should ever we have cause. He’s dead, our hero’s gone to rest, and o’er his corpse we’ll mourn, With sadness and with grief oppress’d, for he will not return, But we his deeds will not forget, and should we, e’er again, Follow th’ example that he set, his glory we’ll not stain. THE following, although not a ballad, was popularly sold in the streets, and will serve as a good introduction to the question of Reform. I have omitted passages which were irrelevant to the matter. I find Reform _Street_ Ballads very scarce. _THE CHRONICLES OF THE POPE._ 1 NOW it came to pass that the land had rest for seventeen years. 2 For the Britons had subdued their enemies, even the French, and restored peace to all the Continent. 3 Nevertheless the people groaned by reason of oppression, and of the multitude of taxes which was laid upon them to support the rich and the great with pensions and rewards. 4 And they cried and petitioned for redress, but their prayers were not heard. 5 And George the Fourth was gathered to his fathers, and William reigned in his stead. 6 Now there was at this time a mighty man of renown called Arthur. 7 And he gained the confidence of the King, and abused his ear with falsities respecting the people. 8 And the people were much displeased with the power of this man of war, for he ruled them as he had done his soldiers. 9 And their eyes were turned towards a certain nobleman whose possessions lieth north of the Tyne. 10 Arthur feeling that he could rule no longer, resigned his authority, and the King elected that nobleman, even Grey, whose possessions lieth north of the Tyne, to be ruler under him over the people. 11 And he stood before the King, and said, O King, live for ever, thy people have been long afflicted with heavy burdens which they cannot bear, and their cries and lamentations ascend to heaven.