LXXXIII.

Shut up the bald-coot[725] bully Alexander! Ship off the Holy Three to Senegal; Teach them that "sauce for goose is sauce for gander," And ask them how _they_ like to be in thrall? Shut up each high heroic Salamander, Who eats fire gratis (since the pay's but small); Shut up--no, _not_ the King, but the Pavilion,[726] Or else 't will cost us all another million.