Anmis Mirabilis ; or, 



That water, on whose sunny breast 



Reposed the barge a gilded nest ; 



That water, by whose hidden shore 



So often flashed the royal oar, 



While swelled the loyal surges proud, 



Of course, to be so nobly ploughed). 



His brick-and-mortar troubles past, 



The King has left the Lodge at last ; 



Has made his way through Windsor's wreck, 



Without the hazard of his neck ; 



Has lit his Castle's chilling halls, 



Has hung his pictures on his walls ; 



At last sent Signer Wyatville, 



With bag and baggage, down the hill ; 



(That Signer, with the dove-tailed name 



His first was far too short for fame ;) 



Laid up his curricle and ponies ; 



Brought round him all his ancient cronies 



Sir Andrew ever-punning Fife 



In fact, wants nothing but a wife ; 



Sees Wellington but once a week ; 



Leaves rogues and fools to " chew their leek ;" 



Cares not a straw for all that Grey, 



In all his bitter soul, can say ; 



Leaves Brougham to do his worst, or best ; 



Beats Lyndhurst at a ready jest ; 



Asks once a month who's in or out ; 



Laughs at the winter and the gout ; 



And, glad to call a roof his own, 



Fights off old Care with old Bourgogne. 



Now, having made our bow to kings, 

 We turn our glance to mortal things. 



With gentle look, but desperate hand, 

 Lord Lowther has knocked down the Strand ; 

 All changed ! yet, wit of wits, Jack Russell, 

 (Whose muse is famous for a bustle, 

 Resolved, whichever wind may blow, 

 To have his fame, or high or low,) 

 Declares that though through wrecks you range, 

 For his part he can see no 'Change. 

 Alas ! its pedlars out are thrust ; 

 Peace to their penknives and their dust ! 

 The lion has resigned his stall, 

 (Sparke sees in this the church's fall. 

 'Tis true the lion had no heir, 

 To fat and fasten on the lair ; 

 But if a beast can keep his station, 

 There's wo such vice as resignation) ; 

 Its wolves no longer bay the moon ; 

 Off goes the " grand blue-rumped baboon ;" 

 That smiling thing, the alligator, 

 (Soft emblem of a Lord Dictator !) 



