6 1 6 Classic Mottos for the Tories. [ J u N E 



MR. HORACE Twiss. 



" Nulli major fuit usus edendi 

 Tempestate mea." 



Others than thou may better rule the state ; 



Others in legal lore may be completer; 

 Thy field of glory is the dinner-plate ; 



Enough for thee to be our ablest eater ! 



Dine on, dine on ! for thy portentous maw 

 A groaning country buys no more the ration : 



Long as the Temple feeds that mighty craw, 

 Ne'er may it miss its daily recreation. 



SIR HENRY HARDINGE AND SIR GEORGE MURRAY. 



u De gente hircosa centurionum." 

 " Arcades ambo." 



A brace of bullies, charged with lead and powder, 



Like their own pistols, only five times louder ; 



Good in the battle-field to stop a ball, 



Good in the House none better at a brawl. 



Trust me, dragoons, it is a different labour, 



To wield an argument and wield a sabre : 



Debating does not signify a duel ; 



The logic of our days is not so cruel ; 



Go! strut, parade! the barracks want you badly, 



And army tailors miss your counsel sadly. 



LORD LOWTHER. 



'* Videor pios 

 Errare per lucos, amcenae 

 Q.UOS et aquae subeunt et aura?." 



In pleasing dreams I often stray 

 Through my old " Woods and Forests" dear : 



Sweet airs of office round me play, 

 And silver streams delight my ear. 



But ah ! no more through these sweet haunts, 

 Except in dreams, shall Tory rove ; 



In vain for place my bosom pants ; 

 The Whigs, the Whigs possess the grove. 



THE RIGHT HON. HENRY GOULBURN. 



" Nullus in urbe locus, nulla emolumenta laborum," 

 The days of place to us, alack ! are o'er ; 

 True statesmen now are recompensed no more ; 

 Time was when o'er th' Exchequer I presided, 

 Deep Herries praised, and booby Brougham derided ; 

 Not vainly then my philosophic glance 

 Pervaded all the science of finance ; 

 For I did more than read the " Wealth of Nations," 

 I put by some for me and my relations. 



