Rotten Boroughs all now ’a tottering must fall, And the Corn Bill, the great eating worm; And the bull must be fell’d, and the despots expell’d, To give way to the Happy Reform. Oppressions hard grip will soon get the slip, Which a long time has done us much harm: O, then we will rise from the taxes and tithes, To enjoy all the Happy Reform. This to all will soon give, a good way to live, And the farmer will have a cheap farm; Then the rents will come down in the country and town, By the brave and the Happy Reform. This will happiness bring to the subject and king, And save all from dreadful alarm-- Which once gave a peep--but now is asleep In the bosom of Happy Reform. Our king in the fray, the Sceptre did sway, And our foes did completely disarm; Wellington and great Peel to the left he did wheel, For joining us not in Happy Reform. Grey, Russell, and Brougham, our thanks we give to them, For fighting for us in the storm; Round them and our king, we will dance in a ring, And sing--Success to the Happy Reform. Reformation of Laws we will hail with applause, With a hearty grand welcome so warm; And with Heaven to save King William the Brave, For joining us all in Reform. We now need not fear, while the helm he does steer, With a heart for our welfare so warm; For his colours now fast he has nail’d to the mast, And is bound for the Happy Reform. _THE OPERATIVES’ MARCH._ MARCH! march! Comrades in Freedom now, On let us march to the music of Order! Arms we have none--for no one can need ’em now-- Peace is the word from John Groat’s to the Border. Long have we wearied, and waited to see it, Now it is come--with its blessing and pride; In the hearts of our Sons unforgotten shall be it, The King and the Country are both on our side. Our banners are glancing--our section advancing, The pipe and the trumpet are pealing above, Shout with the voice of men--yet once again! again! The Cause--and the King that a People can love. March! March! etc. A cheer for the Queen too, and one--be it seen to-- For Sussex, who ne’er was to Freedom untrue; Shout away--shout away! ’tis for Russell and Grey, And Lord Harry--and all of our Admiral’s crew! We vow to stand by them--their foes we defy them-- For, honestly--firmly--they’ve weathered the storm; And these were their watch words, as they’ll be our catch words, The cause of the People, the King, and Reform! March! March! etc.