Sir Henry Taylor
A Welcome - Poem by Sir Henry Taylor
Once more we come with heart and hand,
In warm and earnest greeting:
Once more we form in goodly band,
A free and cordial meeting.
A meeting that has no design
To threaten, coax, or wheedle;
To hail with glee a new 'M. P.'
Or choose a parish beadle!
A meeting where no fierce debate
Engenders 'Chartist Riot;'
But leaves Queen, Parliament, and State,
In true and loyal quiet.
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