The Soliloquy of a Sailor,
With one eye, one arm, and one leg, as he limped
through St. James's Park yesterday
"All My Eye"
The Morning Chronicle (July 26, 1814)
Blind as I am, methinks a camp I view—
Many the Tents, but faith, the Contents few.
Who pays the piper?—Who d'ye think?—John Bull,
While for his wife and babes he wants a belly full.
For this, I lost an eye, an arm, a leg.
For this poor NAN too is compelled to beg.
—O the shame and scandal,
Gods light they grudge, and tax my farthing candle.