Let those who used to gibe at diplomacy and cry out against armaments consider how our manufacturing population is to be employed when half our exports are gone how our crowded cities are to be fed when ten millions of our workmen are out of work and the quartern loaf is at a shilling how are our industries to be started when the banks are bankrupt and the Exchequer has to find interest on a war indemnity of two thousand million sterling.

Knowing well to celebrate / With song and hue and star and state, / With tender light and youthful cheer, / The spousals of the new-born year.

Nights baſhfull Empreſſe, though ſhe often wayne, / As oft repents her darkneſſe ; primes againe ; / And with her circling Hornes does re-embrace / Her brothers wealth, and orbs her ſilver face.

I'll be ta'en too, Or bring him off.