THE TABLES TURNEDHOME RULE V. THE "TIMES."

Te Aroha News, Volume VI, Issue 349, 9 March 1889, Page 3

THE TABLES TURNEDHOME RULE Y. THE "TIMES."

The " Times " has swallowed " humble pic "— 1 Hurrah ! f And London cheers haA r e split the sky— j, Hurrah ! For Balfour having played the Bncak, i Lhe " Times " has had to " eat the Jcek," - It's thunder has become a squeakHurrah ! , The whole vile, traitor, perjured crew— 1 Oh, bah ! t Lecaron, Houston, Pigott too— fc Ha, ha ! Were bubed with gold to slir up strife, To use the landloid's poisoned Junfe, 2 Adcl rob poor Ireland of her lite— 7 Ho, ho ! ', The secret service money chest— Ha, ha I 3 Was robbed for them ; they did their be3t- ; Oh, bah ! To damn a noble iellow's na^ c. ' The plot was well contrived, but lame ; L The world witli one accord cries "Shame ! " Hun ah! ' The curs luu c squabblca.o'cr the bone - Hurt ah ! ■ Now honcstmen will gcttheir own- ' Hun ah! The Tories thought to make a hit ; ' They're not a match for Irish" wit ; ■ They've tumbled into the-r own pit— Hun ah ! The Tories have begun to shake— ' Hurrah ! Parnell has cariied of!" " the cake "— ; Hurrah ! \ Ould Ireland's sons will soon be free ; ' We'll have an Irish Jubilee; > And chant the song of liberty— Hun ah! Good whisky then u ill fly about— 1 Hurrah ! Oh, won't llibornia dance and shout ?— Hurrah ! The North and South inter their spleen, 1 And all Le loyal to our Queen ; We'll make iair laws in College GreenHurrah : Then when we've had a jolly spree— Hurrah ! We'll help to set our country freeHurrah ! With England, Wa'es, and Scotland, too, We'll have a bond of friendship new, As strong as thatat Waterloo— Hurrah ! The exile then may boldly standHurrah ! Unfettered on his native land— Hurrah ! His eyes maj gaze around for miles, Where "lovely peace" and plenty surles, On Eun, loveliest of islesHurrah ! No poverty will meet his gazellurrah ! No peasant cottages ablazo— Hurrah ! Nought greet his ears but hymns of praise, And Ireland's plainth c simple lays, Content he'll calmly end hio daysHurrah ! Forgetful of old treason sorfgs— Hurrah ! Of centuries of cruel rongs— Hurrah ! Oppressors' law and tyrants' drum, Around the world compelled to roam, From desola f ed hearth and homc-i Hurrah I" : The British Empire then will be — Hurrah ! Invincible o'er land and sea — Hurrah ! No blust'ring nations then can brag Or dare insult the British Hag, For freedom's gun will bear no gag— Hun ah ! The foeman then will turn his back— Ilui rah ! To English, Scotch, and "Paddy Whack' 1 — Hui'i'ah ! For pluck and valour, yes, the three Can whip the world when they agiee, And dear ould Ireland bhall be free — Huirah ! We'll scare him "with a miglity cheer Hurrah ! From throats of men who know not fear - Hurrah ! We'll thrash him as we' \ c done before On battle fields in days of j ore, When foreign lands were steeped in gore— lrurrah { Knaves say we want to separate— Hurrah ! And be an independent state — Hurrah ! We want oiu rulers to atone, To give us bread, take back the stone, And let us have what is our ownHurrah ! Then haste, oh, hasten on the dayHurrah ! All patriots devoutly pray— Hurrah ! When sanctioned by our gracious Queen, Our Parliament we may convene, To sit once more in College Green — Hurrah ! The harp has silent lain for yearsWhy, pray ? The nation weeps in bloody tears — To-day ! Let us revive the dulcet strain,, Let the sweet str.ngs resound again, And echo o'er the azure main— That day ! Tim DoolajV The Blowhole. Mount Eden. Auckland, N.Z., Maich 2, 1839.