They're out of sorts in Sunderland. And terribly cross in Kent,. They're dull in Hull. And the Isle of Mull. Is seething with discontent,. They're nervous in Northumberland.
Lord Elderley, Lrd Borrowmere,. Lord Sickert and Lord Camp,. With every virtue, every grace,. Ah what avails the sceptred race,. Here you see-the four of us,.