When good George the Second did sit on the throne, A Pitt we could boast, and a Pitt of our own, A true Whig was he to the very back-bone. Oh, the true Whigs of old England, And oh, the Old English true Whigs. He went to the city to dine with the mayor, The King and the Queen, and the courtiers were there, The people huzza’d him, which made the King stare. Oh, the true Whigs, &c. The feast of the Grocers is not the same thing, His son, Master Billy, is all for the King, And therefore a different song we must sing Oh, the back-stairs of St. James’s, And oh, the St. James’s back-stairs. Billy bluster’d and vapour’d, and gave himself airs, He spoke for the people, and swore he was theirs, Till Jenkinson usher’d him up the back stairs. Oh, the back stairs, &c. _Dundas_ is his counsel, and _Thurlow_ his guide, The lords of the bed-chamber with him divide, The bishops, God mend’em, are all of his side. Oh, the back stairs, &c. He holds his head high and he talks very big, For the Commons of England he don’t care a fig; But the House of Lords swear he’s an excellent Whig. Oh, the poor Whigs of Old England! And oh, the poor Old English Whigs. Since the fortunate days of King William the Third, When Nassau to Stuart was wisely prefer’d, Such doctrines as these are, sure never were heard, By the staunch Whigs of Old England, By the Old English staunch Whigs. Then as Billy[19] stands up for Prerogative strong, If the Father was right, sure the Son must be wrong, So let every Englishman join in my song, Success to the Whigs of Old England! Success to the Old English Whigs! From _The History of the Westminster Election_, 1784. ―――― OH! THE WHITE VESTS OF YOUNG ENGLAND! Oh! the vests of Young England are perfectly white, And they’re cut very neatly and sit very tight; And they serve to distinguish our Young Englishmen From the juvenile MANNERS to CONINGSBY BEN; Sing, “Oh! the white vests of Young England, And Oh! the Young English white vests!” Now the Old English vest was some two yards about, For Old England was rather inclined to be stout; But the Young English waist is extremely compress’d, By the very close fit of the Young English vest. Sing, “Oh! &c.” The Young English white vest, upon one little score, May perhaps be considered a bit of a bore, For it makes the resemblance exceedingly near ’Twixt the Young English Waiter and Young English Peer. Sing, “Oh! &c.”