Lawyer Brougham is next in rank; Prates like Babel--prates like Babel; He has never eat or drank At Bribery's table--Bribery's table; What, then, now can stop his mouth, In this hot age--in this hot age? 'Tis, if he would tell the truth, Michael's potage--Michael's potage! Hobhouse, who pretends to _νους_, Cur of Burdett--cur of Burdett; Fired his pop-gun, but the House Never heard it--never heard it; He foresaw, from Canning's lash, Stripes too cutting--stripes too cutting, So he sneak'd away to hash Michael's mutton--Michael's mutton. Where was, on that famous night, Hume the surgeon?--Hume the surgeon? Who pretends to set us right By constant purging--constant purging; No division yet expecting-- Fond of work, he--fond of work, he-- At the moment was dissecting Michael's turkey--Michael's turkey! Fergusson his place may choose In the bevy--in the bevy; He's the real Taylor's goose, Hot and heavy--hot and heavy-- He'd out-do, with sword and flame, Senna-cherib--Senna-cherib. What, that evening, made him tame? Michael's spare-rib--Michael's spare-rib. Thus the social round they form, In Privy-Gardens--Privy-Gardens; And they care about Reform Not three farthings--not three farthings. To yawn and vote let others stay, Who can bear it--who can bear it; They, much wiser, drink away Michael's claret--Michael's claret. While ye thus, in claret, Sirs, Lose your reason--lose your reason; England will recover hers, Lost last season--lost last season! Faction's mobs--Sedition's hordes Must grow thinner--must grow thinner, When plain Common Sense records Michael's dinner--Michael's dinner! [Music: MRS. MUGGINS'S VISIT TO THE QUEEN. TUNE--"_Have you been to Abingdon?_" Have you been to Bran-den-burgh? Heigh, Ma'am, Ho, Ma'am? You've been to Bran-den-burgh, Ho? Oh, yes, I have been, Ma'am, to vi-sit the Queen, Ma'am, with the rest of the gal-lan-ty show, show; with the rest of the gal-lan-ty show.] And who were your company--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am? Who were your company, ho? --We happen'd to drop in, With Gem'men from Wapping, And Ladies from Blowbladder-Row----Row, And Ladies from Blowbladder-Row. What saw you at Brandenburgh,--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am? What saw you at Brandenburgh, ho? --We saw a great dame, With a face red as flame, And a character spotless as snow----snow, And a character spotless as snow.