XVII + 

“I’ll trounce ’em!⁠—there’s the square-cut chancellor, + 

His son shall never touch that bishopric; + 

And for the nephew of old Palfior, + 

I’ll show him that his speeches made me sick, + 

And give the colonelcy to Phalaric; + 

The tiptoe marquis, moral and gallant, + 

Shall lodge in shabby taverns upon tick; + 

And for the Speaker’s second cousin’s aunt, + 

She sha’n’t be maid of honour,⁠—by heaven that she sha’n’t! + 