Ballads, English -- Texts; English poetry -- 19th century; Street literature -- Great Britain
34 But when the people heard these things they were sorely grieved; and
became exceedingly enraged.
35 And said, shall this man of war, who is an enemy to liberty, reign
over us?
36 And the people from the land’s end, even unto Johnny Groat’s house,
rose up, as it were with one consent; and in every village, and every
city, and in every town, did they rise up and meet together in the open
air to shew their hatred of Arthur, and of his oppression, and their
determination to be free.
37 And the multitudes were exceeding great, that no man might number
them, and they bore banners, having on them painted various devices.
38 And the cry of the people was great, and the noise of their shouting
was like the sound of many waters.
39 And they cried, if Arthur is to rule us, to thy tents, O, Britons!
40 Now, the great, and the just men, and the good amongst the people,
stood up, and spake with a loud voice, saying,
41 Be it known unto you, O, Britons, that Arthur can do nothing without
money, therefore refuse you to pay taxes till you are made free.
42 And the people shouted, and cried, We will give no money till we are
free; and having sung a war-like song, every man went to his own house.
43 Now, when the king heard of these things he was sore afraid, and he
told Arthur to depart from his presence, and he called Grey before him.
44 And he said, thy wisdom is great, get this bill passed, else we be
all dead men.
45 And the thing was done in haste, for great fear and trembling had
fallen upon them.
46 And the Nobles and the high priests agreed unto the bill, for they
were sore afraid, and quaked much.
_THE HAPPY REFORM._
LET us sing this aloud to the joy shouting crowd,
That once were going to arm;
Let all parties rejoice, and sing with one voice,
And join in the Happy Reform.
My name is John Bull, and with joy I am full,
I have something to say that will charm;
Come, Sandy, along, and with Pat join my song,
Let us sing of the Happy Reform.
Brother Pat, you and Sandy, I know are quite handy
To assist your John Bull in a storm:
Brothers Sandy and Paddy, you’ll now be as ready
To join me and sing the Reform.
But a few years ago, we durst not sing so,
Such a song, then, was counted a harm;
But now we may sing, O, long live our King,
Who has joined in the Happy Reform.
But this I must shew, for some do not know,
It is proper I should them inform,
So I will explain to them in my strain,
What’s meant by the present Reform.
O, it is to ease, and the people to please,
And to keep them from raising a storm:
’Tis that all Ten pound Renters may choose Parliamenters,
To give us the happy Reform.
This sure they will do, as their hearts will be true,
When bribery can do us no harm;
They will shew with true spirit what the Corn Bill does merit,
And turn it to Happy Reform.
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