Poem for November 5, 2033

OH, Castlereagh! thou art a patriot now;

Cato died for his country, so did'st thou:

He perished rather than see Rome enslaved,

Thou cut'st thy throat that Britain may be saved!

So Castlereagh has cut his throat!--The worst

Of this is,--that his own was not the first.

So _He_ has cut his throat at last!--He! Who?

The man who cut his country's long ago.