THAT DIRTY KINIGADE.

Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2505, 16 January 1877, Page 2

THAT DIRTY RINIGADE.

Ye haythen gods and goddesses from high Olympus' brow, Assist me muse, och. don't refuse, but listen to^ffe now, Wid magic fire" inspire me lyre, and lind to me yer aid, Whilst I expose (my timper's rose) that dirty riuigade.

Sure, in our brave Provincial ranks we placed him in the front, We thought him sharp—Awake, me harp, and sing the power of blunt; The thraitor bould has gone and sould his conscience. Why upbraid The hay thin Turks, their dirty works can't match this rinigade?

At Geordie's back, wid Stout and Mac, we placed him in the van, I sed,'"' me boys, whin there's a noise, faix Donald is the man To use a stick, ssthore avick, he'll niver be afraid;" I little thought he could be bought, that dirty rinigade.

Whin bould Sir George, from Eawau's gorge, charged madly in the fight, In hour of need, we thought that Eeid would still wid us be write ; But whin we thried to put aside the. laws that Vogel made, And to obsthruct, the varmint buck'd, that dirty rinigade..

And whin, be Jove, we nobly sthrove the counthry's time to wa&te In useless gas, he helped to pass (the vile, ungrateful baste) The Cinthral Act, sure it's a fact, 'twas thus his cards he played; As I'm a pote, he turned his coat, that dirty rinigade.

And thin, agin, as soon as whin we formed the Dright iday To sind brave Mac and Geordie back across the roarin' say, Before the throne to cry ochone! our saycrid cause to plaid— This sarpint jeered, and laughed, and sneered, the dirty rinigade.

Avinging gods, on Taieri's clods let all your anger fall, They've spoiled our game, we'll have (oh shame) no ruction at'ther all, For it's through thim supportin' him our party is bethrayed; May Grummell's curse, or spmethin' worse, o'ertake that rinigade. Paddy MtJEPHY. Lambton Quay, Dec. 31,1876. —Dunedin Saturday Advertiser.