310 VAT YOU PLEASE. You bring me vat you call your goose, your cheese, Down came the master, each explain'd the case, To make him pay some would be rather funny), Our Frenchman's hunger thus subdued, When, turning round the corner of a street, And, upstairs running, thus address'd his master: For much of one thing-the proverb's somewhat musty. But when a second time they tried the treason, It made him crusty, sir, and with good reasonYou would be crusty were you done so much. There is a kind of instrument Which greatly helps a serious argument, "Twould make more clumsy folks than Frenchmen skip; "Twould strike you presently-a stout horsewhip. SPEECH OF ROLLA TO THE PERUVIANS. 311 This instrument, our maitre d'hôte Most carefully conceal'd beneath his coat ; Our Frenchman, bowing to his threadbare knees, Oh, dear Monsieur, vat make me use you so? Anon. SPEECH OF ROLLA TO THE PERUVIANS. My brave associates-partners of my toil, my feelings, and my fame! Can Rolla's words add vigour to the virtuous energies which inspire your hearts? No; you have judged, as I have, the foulness of the crafty plea by which these bold invaders would delude you. Your generous spirit has compared, as mine has, the motives which, in a war like this, can animate their minds and ours. They, by a strange frenzy driven, fight for power, for plunder, and extended rule; we, for our country, our altars, and our homes. They follow an adventurer whom they fear, and obey a power which they hate; we serve a monarch whom we love, a God whom we adore. Where'er they move in anger, desolation tracks their progress; whene'er they pause in amity, affliction mourns her friends. They boast they come but to improve our state, enlarge our thoughts, and free us from the yoke of error! Yes; they will give enlightened freedom to our minds, 312 SPEECH OF ROLLA TO THE PERUVIANS. who are themselves the slaves of passion, avarice, and pride. They offer us their protection: yes, such protection as vultures give to lambs-covering and devouring them. They call on us to barter all of good we have inherited and proved, for the desperate chance of something better which they promise. Be our plain answer this: The throne we honour is the people's choice-the laws we reverence are our brave fathers' legacy—the faith we follow teaches us to live in bonds of charity with all mankind, and die with hopes of bliss beyond the grave. Tell your invaders this; and tell them, too, we seek no change; and, least of all, such change as they would bring us.-Sheridan. John Heywood, Excelsior Printing Works, Hulme Hal Road, Manchester |