Bald Bedford, his still balder eloquence gave; And Blessington thought that his _coup-d'œil_ might save The Black Wig and her Character white. Big Nugent bestow'd all his graces upon her, Ned Ellice his credit, and Guildford his honour; The Heathcotes, their sense--both the old and the young-- And Hume gave--a notice, and Lambton gave--tongue For the Black Wig and her Character white. By Fergusson back'd, Michael Angelo Taylor Supposed that his statesman-like views might avail her Black Wig and her Character white. Charles Calvert and Hurst their gentility join; And Grenfell was ready, his visage to coin; And Creevy, of other donations bereft, Subscribed all the courage that Warrender left, To the Black Wig and her Character white. Grave Folkstone, who once before leap'd in the dark, Transfers his devotions from Mary Ann Clarke To the Black Wig and her Character white. And Wetherell and Tennyson, _soi-disant_ Lawyers, Would give her their fees--if they had but employers. Scarlett offers his law and his wit too,--for Scarlett Chimes in--as he pleasantly tell us--with Harlot In a Black Wig and a Character white. But some with whom nominal morals ran low, Contrived other modes their devotion to show, To the Black Wig and her Character white. Burdett gave the bond he recover'd from Scott-- And Wilson the thanks in the field he had got-- And Leinster a visiting card of his rib's-- And Foley a draft upon--Howard and Gibbs! For the Black Wig and her Character white. But as to the rest it were tedious to sing, How they sacrificed love of their Country and King, To the Black Wig and her Character white. Such talents, such virtues, how much they surpass Baring's stock, Grenfell's copper, or Lushington's brass! Endow'd with such treasures, who would not dispense With the paltry account of pounds, shillings, and pence, For the Black Wig and her Character white? But when the great Lady was told of the kind Of efforts the Whigs made for raising the wind For her Black Wig and her Character white, She rose in a fury, and roar'd out, "God-zounds! Run, Vizard, secure me Lord Liverpool's pounds; Of the virtues of Whigs I have more than my share, And their talents and truth are not worth half an hair Of my Black Wig and my Character white." [Music: OPPOSITION.