VIC.’S GLUT OF BRATS 
 HAIL’D BUT BY ‘FLATS l’ 
 
 OH, NO! WELL NEVER 
 WELCOME THEM! 
 a parnnfi. 
 
 AIR, “Oh, no! we never mention her* 9 
 
 m STOP* VICTORIA !”— Manuel, a Tragedy, 1817. 
 
 OH, no! we’ll never welcome them — 
 
 Their births but cause a shock ; 
 
 Our purses now can ne'er supply 
 The cost of such a stock ! 
 
 From year to year VIC. flurries us, 
 
 And brings of brats a set ; 
 
 Soon, what we win by toil — again— 
 
 They'll tax to pay each debt ! 
 
 They bid us see in Royal Heirs 
 The good that few can find; 
 
 And were you in VIC.’s palace now. 
 
 To sigh you'd be inclined! 
 
 'Tis plain, we’re doom’d to feel still more 
 The burden felt e'en yet : 
 
 See now we can we've nought to plan, 
 
 But how to pay each debt! 
 
 For, oh ! there's VIC.'s sad glut of imps 
 Recalls to us the past : — 
 
 The squandering of George the pure. 
 
 Whose bills pour’d in so fast ! 
 
 The gallant York, — that Duke who still 
 Owes more than duns could get; 
 
 Ay, every one of Charlotte's “cubs" 
 
 But plunged us more in debt! 
 
 PEEL tells us we more flourish now— 
 That Jackal of the day ; — 
 
 We’d hint that he forgets the sums 
 Through him we’ve still to pay! 
 
 Like slaves we on must struggle, 
 
 To support VIC.'s pamper'd set; 
 
 But if they spend as Charlotte’s spent, 
 
 We ne'er can pay each debt ! ! 
 
 DOGGREL DRYDOG. 
 
 Tiptree Heath , Essex, 1844.