and round Greased with the pounded bacon; round To savage, foul, and fierce deformity. Let all baptized by thy infernal dew The mill-stones rolled, ploughing the Be called adulterer, drunkard, liar, Like you should be so beardless in their schemes; It had been but a point of policy wretch ! No name left out which orthodoxy loves, Court Journal or legitimate Review !— Be they called tyrant, beast, fool, glutton, lover Of other wives and husbands than their own The heaviest sin on this side of the Alps! Pehold their face with unaverted eyes! Between two parties who will govern Or hear their names with ears that tingle you But for my art.-Behold this BAG! it is The poison BAG of that Green Spider huge, On which our spies skulked in ovation through not With blood of indignation, rage, and shame!" This is a perilous liquor;-good my Lords. [SWELLFOOT approaches to touch the GREEN BAG. The streets of Thebes, when they were Beware! for God's sake, beware!-if paved with dead : A bane so much the deadlier fills it now, As calumny is worse than death,-for here The Gadfly's venom, fifty times distilled, Is mingled with the vomit of the Leech, In due proportion, and black ratsbane, which That very Rat, who, like the Pontic tyrant, you should break The seal, and touch the fatal liquor- Nurtures himself on poison, dare not (Yet so as it may seem we but confirm All is sealed up with the broad seal of Our victory is assured. We must entice Her Majesty from the stye, and make the pigs Fraud, Who is the Devil's Lord High Chancellor, And over it the Primate of all Hell Murmured this pious baptism :-" Be thou called The GREEN BAG; and this power and grace be thine : That thy contents, on whomsoever poured, Believe that the contents of the GREEN BAG Are the true test of guilt or innocence. And that, if she be guilty, 'twill transform her To manifest deformity like guilt. If innocent, she will become transfigured Into an angel, such as they say she is ; Turn innocence to guilt, and gentlest And they will see her flying through the So bright that she will dim the noonday The glorious constitution of these styes Subsists, and shall subsist. The lean sun; Showering down blessings in the shape of comfits. This, trust a priest, is just the sort of thing Swine will believe. see them pig rates Grow with the growing populace of swine, The taxes, that true source of piggishness I'll wager you will (How can I find a more appropriate term Climbing upon the thatch of their low To include religion, morals, peace, and Of one another's ears between their Does the revenue, that great spring of all Purganax. That is the very thing that Of the Cisalpine mountains, in fresh I was saying, dews Gentlemen Swine; the Queen Iona Of lotus-grass and blossoming asphodel, Sleeking their silken hair, and with being Most innocent, no doubt, returns to And the lean sows and boars collect Wishing to make her think that we believe (I mean those more substantial pigs, who swill On such a one from Asia into Crete, Rich hog-wash, while the others mouth And the enamoured sea grew calm That she is guilty; thus, the lean-pig His gliding beauty. And Pasiphae, Iona's grandmother,--but she is inno faction Seeks to obtain that hog-wash, which has been Your immemorial right, and which I Maintain you in to the last drop of— What cent! And that both you and I, and all assert. BAG; a bag BAGS!! green, Behold this Oh! no GREEN Jealousy's eyes are Scorpions are green, and water-snakes, and efts, o'er But then he fears the morals of the swine, Is filled with liquor, which if sprinkled Of sucking pigs, if it could be suspected Purganax. Why, it is hinted, that a A woman guilty of-we all know what- She never can commit the like again. As she flies up to heaven. Now, my Thus much is known:-the milk-white Is to convert her sacred Majesty bulls that feed Beside Clitumnus and the crystal lakes Into an angel (as I am sure we shall do), First Boar. Order! order! be not rash! Was there ever such a scene, Pigs! I never saw so fine a dash Purganax (His heart is seen to beat Gods! What would ye be at? Purganax has plainly shown a I vote Swellfoot and Iona Try the magic test together; A miserable state is that of pigs, The Dews of Apotheosis from this BAG. [A great confusion is heard of the PIGS OUT OF DOORS, which communicates itself to those within. During the first Strophe, the doors of the Stye are On staved in, and a number of exceedingly lean PIGS and Sows and BOARS rush in. Semichorus I. No! Yes! Semichorus II. Yes! No! Semichorus I. A law! Semichorus II. A flaw! Semichorus I. Porkers, we shall lose our wash, Or must share it with the lean pigs! swine must bite each other's ear therefore. An old Sow (aside). A wretched lot Jove has assigned to swine, Squabbling makes pig-herds hungry, and they dine bacon, and whip sucking-pigs the more. Chorus. Hog-wash has been ta'en away: Hunted, stript, exposed, molested; That she shall not be arrested. QUEEN, we entrench you with walls of brawn, And palisades of tusks, sharp as a bayonet : Place your most sacred person here. We pawn Our lives that none a finger dare to Walked from Killarney to the Giant's lay on it. Those who wrong you, wrong us; Those who bait you, bait us; 66 or civil war, When through your streets, instead A CONSORT QUEEN shall hunt a Riding upon the IONIAN MINOTAUR." Enter IONA TAURINA. Iona Taurina (coming forward). Gentlemen swine, and gentle lady-pigs, The tender heart of every boar acquits Their QUEEN, of any act incongruous With native piggishness, and she re posing With confidence upon the grunting nation, Has thrown herself, her cause, her life, her all, Her innocence, into their hoggish arms; Nor has the expectation been deceived Of finding shelter there. Yet know, great boars (For such who ever lives among you finds you, And so do I), the innocent are proud! Innocent Queens o'er white-hot plough shares tread Unsinged, and ladies, Erin's laureate sings it,1 Decked with rare gems, and beauty rarer still, 1 "Rich and rare were the gems she wore." See Moore's Irish Melodies. Causeway, Through rebels, smugglers, troops of interior of the The statue of the A SCENE II.-The FOOT, DAKRY, PURGANAX, LAOC- Chorus of PRIESTS, accompanied by the Court Porkman on marrowbones and cleavers. |
