These Are

THE REASONS OF LAWLESS POWER, That back the Public Informer, who

Would put down the Thing,

that, in spite of new Acts,

And attempts to restrain it,

by Soldiers or Tax,

Will poison the Vermin,

That plunder the W ealth,

That lay in the House,

That Jack built.

This is THE MAN--all shaven and shorn, All cover'd with Orders--and all forlorn;

THE DANDY OF SIXTY,

Who bows with a grace,

And has taste in wigs, collars,

cuirasses, and lace;

Who, to tricksters and fools,

leaves the State and its treasure, And, when Britain's in tears,

sails about at his pleasure, Who spurn'd from his presence

the Friends of his youth,

And now has not one

who will tell him the truth; Who took to his counsels, in evil hour,

The Friends to the Reasons

of lawless Power;

That back the Public Informer who

Would put down the Thing,

that, in spite of new Acts,

And attempts to restrain it,

by Soldiers or Tax,

Will poison the Vermin,

That plunder the Wealth,

That lay in the House,

That Jack built.