James Bramston

So Britain’s monarch once uncovered sat, While Bradshaw bullied in a broad-brimmed hat.

But Titus said, with his uncommon sense, When the Exclusion Bill was in suspense: "I hear a lion in the lobby roar; Say, Mr. Speaker, shall we shut the door And keep him there, or shall we let him in To try if we can turn him out again?"

What's not devoured by Time’s devouring hand? Where's Troy, and where's the Maypole in the Strand?