Chapter 21 No.21

And what doth Gaul, the all-prolific land

Of ne plus ultra ultras and their band

Of mercenaries? and her noisy chambers

And tribune, which each orator first clambers

Before he finds a voice, and when 'tis found,

Hears "the lie" echo for his answer round?

Our British Commons sometimes deign to "hear!"490

A Gallic senate hath mor