Good people all, of every degree,
Ye gentle readers and ungentle writers,
In this twelfth Canto ’tis my wish to be
As serious as if I had for inditers
Malthus and Wilberforce:—the last set free
The Negroes, and is worth a million fighters;
While Wellington has but enslaved the Whites,
And Malthus does the thing ’gainst which he writes.