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1809.1
A Political Parody
Anon
The Morning Chronicle (January 3, 1809)
A Christmas Gambol.
As sung at the Priory.
By the War Minister.
This is the City of Lisbon.
This is the gold that lay in the City of Lisbon.
These are the French who took the gold
That lay in the City of Lisbon.
This is Sir ARTHUR,[1]
whose valour and skill
Began so well, but ended so ill;
Who beat the French who took the gold
That lay in the City of Lisbon.
This is the Convention[2]
that nobody owns,
That saved old JUNOT'S baggage and bones,
Altho' Sir ARTHUR (whose valour and skill
Began so well, but ended so ill,)
Had beaten the French, who took the gold
That lay in the City of Lisbon.
These are the ships that carried the spoil
That the French had plundered with so much toil,
After the Convention, which nobody owns,
Which saved old JUNOT'S baggage and bones;
Altho' Sir ARTHUR (whose valour and skill
Began so well, but ended so ill,)
Had beaten the French, who took the gold
That lay in the City of Lisbon.
This is JOHN BULL, in great dismay
At the sight of the ships which carried away
The gold and the silver, and all the spoil,
The French had plundered with so much toil,
After the Convention, which nobody owns,
Which saved old JUNOT'S baggage and bones;
Altho' Sir ARTHUR (whose valour and skill
Began so well, but ended so ill,)
Had beaten the French, who took the gold
That lay in the City of Lisbon.