A CHRISTMAS-BOX FOR THE WHIGS. By the Duke of Buckingham. I boldly state that her Majesty's Advisers are traitors
... Bobby is marching along, LeonidMS-like, three hundred strong, To crush the invading Whigs, dy'e see, And make a new Thermopylae I— * Meantime, offer each doomed Whig fox These rhymes, by way of a Christinas-box, And bid him temember, with awe and fear ...