_Chorus._

"Get your HARCOURT! Get your HARCOURT!"
Oh! whenever I'm on spout,
You can hear the Tories shout,
"Get your HARCOURT! Get your HARCOURT!
To cheer you when your spirits are down!"

I started in the Buffo line.
When things seem getting slack,
I'm to the front, with lots of go.
My critics may cry "Quack!"
But quacking's not confined to _me_.
I do extremely well,
And the more "I give them physic," why
The more they squirm and yell--

_Chorus._

"Get your HARCOURT! Get your HARCOURT!"
But they know my sparkling spout--
Will help to turn them out.
"Get your HARCOURT! Get your HARCOURT!"
But I'll meet them when their sun goes down.

To play the great "HISTORICUS" part,
I years ago appeared.
The Thunderers stage then knew my art,
But now _that_ pitch is queered!
They swear that I apostatised