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RIDE, boast, and glory of each hemisphere!
 * Well known and loved in both—great Cobbett, hail!

Hero of Botley there, and Hempstead here,
 * Of Newgate, and a Pennsylvanian jail!

Long shall this grateful nation bless the hour,
 * When, by the beadle and your debts pursued,

The victim, like famed Barrington,46 of power,
 * “You left your country for your country’s good!”

Terror of Borough-mongers, Banks, and Crowns,
 * Thorburn the seedsman, and Lord Castlereagh!

Potato-tops fall withering at your frowns,
 * Grand Ruta-Baga Turnip of your day!

Banish the memory of Lockhart’s cane,
 * And Philadelphian pole-cats from your mind;

Let the world scoff,—still you and Hunt remain,
 * Yourselves a host—the envy of mankind!