Now Gladstone's party bears the bell,
And now Disraeli's-now
The people really cannot tell,
For whom their hands to show.
Now this way, la, now that inclined,
A giddy vane they go,
The victim of each puff of wind
The party bugles blow.
1868.
The Parties
Joseph Skipsey
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