by Coleridge · Cluster: Satire of Society · Epigram · Satire
Abstract
A political satire ridiculing wavering, time-serving MPs and Pitt’s ministry through the comic simile of ducked fowl; themes of power and corruption and satire of society.
Connections
Motifs: Birds Themes & Concepts: Satire of Society, Power and Corruption, Reform Forms & Genres: Satire
Testo integrale / Full text
Almost awake? Why, what is this, and whence,
O ye right loyal men, all undefiléd?
Sure, ‘tis not possible that Common-Sense
Has hitch’d her pullies to each heavy eye-lid?
Yet wherefore else that start, which discomposes 5
The drowsy waters lingering in your eye?
And are you really able to descry
That precipice three yards beyond your noses?
Yet flatter you I cannot, that your wit
Is much improved by this long loyal dozing; 10
And I admire, no more than Mr. Pitt,
Your jumps and starts of patriotic prosing —
Now cluttering to the Treasury Cluck, like chicken,
Now with small beaks the ravenous Bill opposing;
With serpent-tongue now stinging, and now licking, 15
Now semi-sibilant, now smoothly glozing —
Now having faith implicit that he can’t err,
Hoping his hopes, alarm’d with his alarms;
And now believing him a sly inchanter,
Yet still afraid to break his brittle charms, 20
Lest some mad Devil suddenly unhamp’ring,
Slap-dash! the imp should fly off with the steeple,
On revolutionary broom-stick scampering. —
O ye soft-headed and soft-hearted people,
If you can stay so long from slumber free, 25
My muse shall make an effort to salute ‘e:
For lo! a very dainty simile
Flash’d sudden through my brain, and ‘twill just suit ‘e!
You know that water-fowl that cries, Quack! Quack!?
Full often have I seen a waggish crew 30
Fasten the Bird of Wisdom on its back,
The ivy-haunting bird, that cries, Tu-whoo!
Both plung’d together in the deep mill-stream,
(Mill-stream, or farm-yard pond, or mountain-lake,)
Shrill, as a Church and Constitution scream, 35
Tu-whoo! quoth Broad-face, and down dives the Drake!
The green-neck’d Drake once more pops up to view,
Stares round, cries Quack! and makes an angry pother;
Then shriller screams the Bird with eye-lids blue,
The broad-faced Bird! and deeper dives the other. 40
Ye quacking Statesmen! ‘tis even so with you —
One Peasecod is not liker to another.
Even so on Loyalty’s Decoy-pond, each
Pops up his head, as fir’d with British blood,
Hears once again the Ministerial screech, 45
And once more seeks the bottom’s blackest mud!
1798.
(Signed: LABERIUS.)