COME listen, good neighbors of every degree, Whose hearts, like your purses, are open and free, Let this pole a monument ever remain, Of the folly and arts of the time-serving train. Derry down, down, hey derry down. Its bottom, so artfully fix'd under ground, Resembles their scheming, so low and pro found; The dark underminings, and base dirty ends. On which the success of the faction depends Derry down, etc. The vane, mark'd with freedom, may put us in mind, As it varies, and flutters, and turns, with the wind, That no faith can be plac'd in the words of our foes, Who change as the wind of their interest blows. Derry down, etc. The iron clasp'd around it, so firm and so neat, Resembles too closely their fraud and deceit, If the outside's but guarded, they care not a pin How rotten and hollow the heart is within. Derry down, etc. Then away, ye pretenders to freedom, away, Who strive to cajole us in hopes to betray; Leave the pole for the stroke of the lightning to sever, And, huzzah for King George and our country forever! Derry down, etc. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOST AND FOUND by GEORGE MACDONALD TO JANE: THE INVITATION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY EURIPIDES by ALEXANDER AETOLUS JOHN MAYNARD by HORATIO ALGER JR. TO MRS -- RETURNING FINE HYACINTH PLANT AFTER BLOOM IS OVER by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SLUMBER FAIRIES by KATHARINE LEE BATES |