And put a louis on, And hold my heart and look again, And lo! the thing is gone! Wrong? is it wrong? To baser crafts Has England’s Alfred pandered, Who once to the sign of Phœbus’ shrine With awesome gait meandered, And ever wrote in the cause of right According to his Standard? 56 56 Nay! this is life! to take a turn On Fortune’s captious crust; To pluck the day in a human way Like men of common dust; But O! if England’s only bard Should absolutely bust! A laureate never borrows on His coming quarter’s pay; And I mean to stop or ever I pop