Though the Landlords take fright for their Manors and Parks,"
Singing dumbledumdeary, &c.

"No more must he live like a pig in a stye,
Or _we_ (Tory _Codlir_, Rad _Short_) will know why.
And if you'll consent just to vote for _us_ now,
We'll put a new tune to your old 'Speed the Plough!'"
Singing dumbledumdeary, &c.

Then HODGE, slightly puzzled, beheld (in his dream)
A legion of faces that flowed with the stream.
"There's two WILLIAMS, and JOEY, and JESSE!" he cried,
"SOLLY, BALFY, and JOKIM talk, too, from the tide,--"
Singing dumbledumdeary, &c.

"They're making a vast sight o' noise, and I fear,
Whilst they all shout together, their _meaning's_ scarce clear.
They all drift one way, though, out yonder I'll sit!
And wait till the shindying slackens a bit."
Singing dumbledumdeary, &c.

So HODGE, like old HORACE's Rustic, still waits
Till the waters flow by, or their turmoil abates;
And then hopes to reach "Happy Home" o'er that stream.
Let _us_ hope that he mayn't find it _only_ a dream!
Singing dumbledumdeary, dumbledumdeary,
Dumble, dumble, dumbledumdee!

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