`There was an ex-governing Wiggler, `A political huckster and higgler; ``Quoth "Aristocracy" ``To Fourth Ward "Vulgarity," `"You are dregs, I am froth; and our interests both ``Are opposed to this working, d'ye see!"= MODERN HEATHEN-IANS ``There was an ex-editor, L------, ``Who rowed in the _Courier_ punt, `But to twist around more, he jumped out on the shore, ``That contortious poetical L------.= ``Oh G------ T------ C------ was one ``Who thought himself quite a great gun; `So Treason he shouted, "Constitution" he spouted, ``But Boston grew hot for such "Union Men"--so ``He herds in New York with Fernando & Co.= ``To the cause of his country adverse, ``Is the man whom all honest men curse. `Do you ask what's his name? oh, ne'er believe Fame, ``If it be not Ex-President Pierce.= ``In Eighteen Hundred and Fifty-Six, ``A poet, disgusted with Pierce's tricks, ``Said that he down to the dust should go, ``To grovel there in infamy low. ``And in Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-Three, ``The prophecy came to pass, I see, ``Since in the dust and on the ground, ``As a Copperhead Pierce goes squirming round".= ``What a pity that Joshua D. ``A good Insolvency lawyer should be, ``Yet cannot, in politics, as we see, ``Keep his own good name from bankruptcie!= ``John C. passes, now and then, ``For one of Boston's League-al men. ``Mistake me not--he doth intrigue ``With the Liquor--not the Union--League!= ``Gamblers, Wood-ites, thieves, and asses, ``Scrapings of the dangerous classes, ``Pettifoggers malign, but weak, ``Who dare not fight and cannot speak; ``_Trash_ which the war-tide rolling high ``Has cast ashore in scorn to dry; ``"Aristocrats" who fear to wage ``Brave battle in a stirring age, ``As did their glorious sires before, ``Who won thereby the fame they wore; ``Oh G. S. H--------, tell us true. ``Is this fit company for you?= SHAKSPEARE ON THE COPPERHEADS. ```"What would you have, you curs, `That like nor peace nor war? The one affrights you, `The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you, `Where he should find you lions, finds you hares; `Where foxes, geese; you are no surer, no, `Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, `Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, `To make him worthy whose offence subdues him, `And curse that justice did it. Who deserves greatness `Deserves your hate; and your affections are `A sick man's appetite, who desires most that `Which would increase his evil. He that depends `Upon your favors swims with fins of lead, `And hews down oaks with rushes."--_Coriolanus, I. 1._ "THOSE DEVOTED COPPERHEADS." `"Our sympathies are all confined at home; yet it is just `possible we may help those devoted Copperheads in the only `way we know how--also, that they, on their side, are now `about ripe to aid us in the only way we could accept their `aid. If our troops should this summer appear within their