Subject: Loyal Festivities
From:
Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 15 Jun 00 - 02:36 PM
Loyal Festivities;
or, Novel Scenes at Newcastle A popular song in the New Farce of the Coronation
As it was performed at Newcastle upon Tyne,
on Thursday, July 19, 1821. Sung by the Swinish Multitude in full Chorus. The Castle guns were fir'd and loud
The bells rang in the morning.
To wake the Swinish Multitude,
And give the public warning:
Atht, as in duty bound, the Mayor,
And loyal Corporation,
Would celebrate, in civic state,
The day of Coronation! With matchless liberality,
the sums of money voted,
That loyalty might be thereby
Among the herd promoted:
A feast would loyalized the brutes,
Upon this great occasion,
And make them sing, God save the King!
At George's Coronation. Three royal fountains running beer,,
And one to dribble wine, O,
Would make them flock from far and near,
To grunt like loyal swine, O.
Two bullocks roasted whole, 'twas thought,
Would be a grand donation,
To toss among the rabble rout,
At George's Coronation! 'Twas done--the bullocks roasted were,
The fountains set a flowing;
While Butchers round, upon the ground,
Huge lumps of beef were throwing;
The loyal Swineherds looking on,
In anxious expectation,
To see each beast enjoy the feast
At George's Coronation! But what was their surprise to find
The swinish herd refuse it;
How strange! their tastes were so refin'd
No hog of sense would use it!
Our Gentry now, the loyal few,
Beheld, with consternation,
The scanty stock of loyalty
At George's Coronation! They saw, with grief, the roasted beef
By saucy swine neglected!
No grateful beast estoll'd the feast,
Nor loyalty respected!
Their swinish nature sure is chang'd--
O what an alteration!
Time was when pigs would grunt and squeel,
To grace a Coronation! But ah! the brutes display, at last,
The faculty of Reason!
The age of Chivalry is past!
(Reflection most unpleasing!)
and sad to tell, with that is gone
Othello's occupation!
All servile reverence for a throne,
And priestly domination! Then why display this make-believe
Affection and profusion?
Ye can no longer swine decive,
They see through the delusion.
What then avails this pagentry,
And useless ostentation?
What signifies your loyalty
At George's Coronation! Had Derry-Down been on the spot,
And view'd the scene before him,
While beef, and bones, and brcks, like shio,
Were flying in terrorem;
Wh would have star'd with wild affright,
At such a consummation,
And loudly damn'd the useless farce
Of George's Coronation! Learn hence ye Legislators wise,
Ye guardians of our treasures!
The Swinish Multitude despise
Your insonsistent measures:
Think not that bayonets will gain
The people's admiration;
Or fix a Monarch on the throne,
By a mock coronation! -In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne.
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