And then perchance a biscuit flew
Presaging fiercest battle,
The maids in waiting quick withdrew
Like thunder frightened cattle
Oh, hotly raged the contest then
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Each side the storm maintaining,
Till war his visage smoothed again
And Peace resumed her reigning.
Sometimes without the Commons' door
The organ-grinder screeches,
Sometimes we hear the learned lore
Of the great Daniel's speeches!
One morn, behold, some joker sad
Had placed a sign-board stating
That "Feed for Horses" could be had
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A Change at Memorial.
