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An Ode to the Framers of the Frame Bill
- 1OH well done Lord E---- n! and better done R----r!
- 2Britannia must prosper with councils like
yours;
- 3Hawkesbury, Harrowby, help you to guide her,
- 4Whose remedy only must kill ere it cures:
- 5Those villains; the Weavers, are all grown refractory,
- 6Asking some succour for Charity's sake--
- 7So hang them in clusters round each Manufactory,
- 8That will at once put an end to mistake.
- 9The rascals, perhaps, may betake them to robbing,
- 10The dogs to be sure have got nothing to eat--
- 11So if we can hang them for breaking a bobbin,
- 12'T will save all the Government's money and meat:
- 13Men are more easily made than machinery--
- 14Stockings fetch better prices than lives--
- 15Gibbets on Sherwood will heighten the scenery,
- 16Shewing how Commerce, how Liberty thrives!
- 17Justice is now in pursuit of the wretches,
- 18Grenadiers, Volunteers, Bow-street Police,
- 19Twenty-two Regiments, a score of Jack Ketches,
- 20Three of the Quorum and two of the Peace;
- 21Some Lords, to be sure, would have summoned the Judges,
- 22To take their opinion, but that they ne'er shall,
- 23For LIVERPOOL such a concession begrudges,
- 24So now they're condemned by no Judges at all.
- 25Some folks for certain have thought it was shocking,
- 26When Famine appeals and when Poverty groans,
- 27That Life should be valued at less than a stocking,
- 28And breaking of frames lead to breaking of bones.
- 29If it should prove so, I trust, by this token,
- 30(And who will refuse to partake in the hope?)
- 31That the frames of the fools may be first to be broken,
- 32Who, when asked for a remedy, sent down a rope.