The following example, although it gives a not wholly inadequate expression to what are understood to be the loftier aspirations of the most advanced and earnest section of the New Democracy, should not be attempted, as _yet_, before a West-End audience. In South or East London, the sentiment and philosophy of the song may possibly excite rapturous enthusiasm; in the West-End, though the tone is daily improving, they are not educated quite up to so exalted a level at present. Still, as an experiment in proselytism, it might be worth risking, even there. The title it bears is:-- GIVEN AWAY--WITH A POUND OF TEA! VERSE I.--(_Introductory._) Some Grocers have taken to keeping a stock Of ornaments--such as a vase, or a clock-- With a ticket on each where the words you may see: “To be given away--with a Pound of Tea!” _Chorus_ (_in waltz time_). “Given away!” That’s what they say. Gratis--a present it’s offered you free. Given away. With nothing to pay, “Given away--[_tenderly_]--with a Pound of Tea!” VERSE II.--(_Containing the moral reflection._) Now, the sight of those tickets gave me an idear. What it set me a-thinking you’re going to ’ear: I thought there were things that would possibly be Better given away--with a Pound of Tea! _Chorus_--“Given away.” So much as to say, &c. VERSE III.--(_This, as being rather personal than general in its application, may need some apology. It is really put in as a graceful concession to the taste of an average Music-hall audience, who like to be assured that the Artists who amuse them are as unfortunate as they are erratic in their domestic relations._) Now, there’s my old Missus who sits up at ’ome-- And when I sneak _up_-stairs my ’air she will comb,-- I don’t think I’d call it bad business if _she_ Could be given away--with a Pound of Tea! _Chorus_--“Given away!” That’s what they say, &c. [_Mutatis mutandis._ VERSE IV.--(_Flying at higher game. The social satire here is perhaps almost too good-natured, seeing what intolerable pests all Peers are to the truly Democratic mind. But we must walk before we can run. Good-humoured contempt will do very well, for the present._) Fair Americans snap up the pick of our Lords. It’s a practice a sensible Briton applords. [_This will check any groaning at the mention of Aristocrats._ Far from grudging our Dooks to the pretty Yan-kee,-- (_Magnanimously_) Why, we’d give ’em away--with a Pound of Tea! _Chorus_--Give ’em away! So we all say, &c. VERSE V.--(_More frankly Democratic still._) To-wards a Republic we’re getting on fast; Many old Institootions are things of the past. (_Philosophically_) Soon the Crown’ll go, too, as an a-noma-lee, And be given away--with a Pound of Tea! _Chorus_--“Given away!” Some future day, &c.