He stopped at an Inn and stepped within The Bar and read the "Times;" And never such a treat, as--the epistle of one "Vetus,"[42] Had he found save in downright crimes: "Though I doubt if this drivelling encomiast of War Ever saw a field fought, or felt a scar, Yet his fame shall go farther than he can guess, For I'll keep him a place in my _hottest Press_; 130 And his works shall be bound in Morocco _d'Enfer_, And lettered behind with his _Nom de Guerre_." 17. The Devil gat next to Westminster, And he turned to "the room" of the Commons; But he heard as he purposed to enter in there, That "the Lords" had received a summons; And he thought, as "a _quondam_ Aristocrat," He might peep at the Peers, though to _hear_ them were flat; And he walked up the House so like one of his own, That they say that he stood pretty near the throne. 140 18. He saw the Lord Liverpool seemingly wise, The Lord Westmoreland certainly silly, And Jockey of Norfolk--a man of some size-- And Chatham, so like his friend Billy;[43] And he saw the tears in Lord Eldon's eyes, Because the Catholics would _not_ rise, In spite of his prayers and his prophecies; And he heard--which set Satan himself a staring-- A certain Chief Justice say something like _swearing_.[44] And the Devil was shocked--and quoth he, "I must go, 150 For I find we have much better manners below. If thus he harangues when he passes my border, I shall hint to friend Moloch to call him to order." 19. Then the Devil went down to the humbler House, Where he readily found his way As natural to him as its hole to a Mouse, He had been there many a day; And many a vote and soul and job he Had bid for and carried away from the Lobby: But there now was a "call" and accomplished debaters 160 Appeared in the glory of hats, boots and gaiters-- _Some_ paid rather more--but _all_ worse dressed than Waiters! 20. There was Canning for War, and Whitbread for peace, And others as suited their fancies; But all were agreed that our debts should increase Excepting the Demagogue Francis. That rogue! how could Westminster chuse him again To leaven the virtue of these honest men! But the Devil remained till the Break of Day Blushed upon Sleep and Lord Castlereagh:[45] 170 Then up half the house got, and Satan got up With the drowsy to snore--or the hungry to sup:-- But so torpid the power of some speakers, 't is said, That they sent even him to his brimstone bed. 21.