BODVEEIE'S LAMENT. Whigs, idle Whigs, I know not what ye mean, Whigs, that are cast into deep despair, Rise from
... BODVEEIE'S LAMENT. Whigs, idle Whigs, I know not what ye mean, Whigs, that are cast into deep despair, Rise from your slumber, gather to the fray, And looking on the happy Treasury bench, Think how to seize it, have before. Sweet is the vote that wafts ...