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Le plus saint devoir de l'homme est l'INSURRECTION.

La Fayetle.
This shews how perfectly the Rump
And Commonwealth together jump;
For as a fly that goes to bed
Rests with his tail above his head :
So, in this mongrel state of ours,
The rabble are the supreme powers.

Butler,

TOPSY TURVY.

Man is but a topsy-turvy animal, his head where his heels should be.

Swift.

Old England is ill at her ease,
She a surfeit has got, I can tell ye;
And the cause of Old England's disease
Is the pudding and beef in her belly:*
To the French for relief she applies,
And their Politic Doctors assure her,
That they know where her malady lies,
And their Grand Panacea shall cure her.

Ah! what Panacea so grand
« Can my old constitution repair :-
Why, dame! on your head you must stand,
And kick up your heels in the air:

* Jeshurun waxed fat, and kicked. Deut. xxxii. 15.

Then your health will be equal and good,
Nothing else can from ruin preserve ye:
For EQUALITY, well understood,
Means to turn all the world topsy-turvy,

Our counsel you never can say 'tis
Like that of your medical elves,
Since you find that we offer you gratis
The prescription we follow ourselves :
Its blest operation you ’ve seen,
So 'tis plain that it never miscarries ; *
And you long in the habit have been
Of adopting the fashions of Paris,

Behold our Republican State
To perfection advancing apace,
Ever since, where the Head stood of late,
We've erected the Tail in its place!

* It is said, in the last quackish address of the National Assembly to the people of France, that they have not formed their arrangements upon vulgar practice, but on a theory which cannot fail, &c.

Burke's Lett. to a Memler of the Nat, Assemb. Note on p. 10.

All distinctions we nobly despise, *
Yet who views our Convention must own us
A groupe who all merits comprize,
And each member “ rex et sutor bonus." +

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There's Pethion first on the lists
Of Levellers stands with good reason :
He I can shew you that wisdom consists
In burglary, outrage and treason;
His logic will make it out plain
That allegiance and duty a farce is ;
And dignity none can retain
But rogues without rags to their —

* Nil ibi Majorum respectus, gratia nulla Umbrarum.

Juv. Sat. 8. + Hor. Sat. lib. i. S. 3.

Le plus vil citoyen, dans sa bassesse extrême,
Ayant chassé les rois pense être roi lui-même.

Voltaire. Brutus, Act. I. Sc. iv. I M. Pethion. When the mob of Sans Culottes, Poissardes, Marseillois, &c. (Anglicè, tag, rag, and bob-tail) had perpetrated the infamous outrages of the 20th of June, 1792, had violated the interior apartments of the Thuilleries, treated the royal family with the grossest indignities for five hours, without intermission, and even attempted the life of their sovereign, Monsieur Pethion at length condescended to give them their dismission in the following address :

“ Citizens, men and women! You began the day with dig

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