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"THE ASSYRIAN CAME DOWN LIKE THE WOLF ON THE FOLD'FOLD" [sic]

commissioner 'll come with his wolves to my fold, And order my station and sheep to be sold; For of New Regulations I can't pay the fee, So my fold must go into Gipps' treasury. With their white silky fleeces, my ewes will be seen Disporting at eve with their lambs on the green Next morning all dusty, and panting, and hot, Ewes, wethers, and lambs will be off to the pot; For the gov'nor 'ill issue his new regulations, That all must pay twice, or p'raps thrice, for their stations; And the purse of the squatter the treas'ry must fill, Just as much and as oft as the gov'nor shall will. And there be my wheat to be reap'd by the blacks, Because I can not pay the governor's tax. And the huts will be silent, their occupants gone, The yards all unswept, and the squatter undone.

And the wealth of Australia, wool, commerce, and ships, Will be melted like wax at the breath of a Gipps.

LORD STANLEY AND MR. CARDWELL.

THE WOOL LIEN.