Chapter VI

_Post_ replies--"Oh, it's nothing but dreaming,
Her hoping to put out _our_ light!--
Our brilliant and duplicate light!
What did FERGUSSON say, blandly beaming
Upon the tired House t'other night?
He said _he_ would make it all right.
Ah, we safely may trust to his scheming--
Be sure he will lead us aright--
He won't let the damsel there dreaming
Despoil us of what is our right--
The monopoly plainly _our_ right!"