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Watermark: "1825"

Lettered above image: "Cabinet IN'S and OUT'S. No. 4."; lettered inside image: "I cry to be so laughed at | now I feel | What a great Ass those knaves | have made of P--l | HOME | S, s so do I oh deat oh ! | Arthur you'r dish'd no wonder woes like these | Make me shed tears as large as beans and pease | Where are my laurels? Trampled in the dust - | Where is my sword? alas t'is turned to rust - | Where the Horseguards, the tower, the Ord'nance? | Where now the loud huzza, the dread of France. | All gone - but where's my Royal masters love? | I have lost that too! by all the powers above - | ARMY | RAT | Comission | WATERLOO I may well greet | when I lost the Fleet | eh mon the best bower Anchor | of hope is broke, eh lord! | ADMIRALTY | RAT | TORY LACHRYMATORY | I am undone! | What shall I do! Oh! Oh! Oh! | Permit an old man's tears to flow | Who from the woolsack now must go. | Without much hesitation - | Not for my sins do I bewail | But for the loss of the great Seal. | And curses of the Nation - | My life I value not a fig - | My place i've lost - and my big wig - | LAW | RAT | I'l weep till I melt out my eyes | Because i lost the Colonies | O Jamaica devil take you | o dear! | COLONIES | Look here ye rogues look | your all down in my book | I have taken this rod out of pickle | to teach you, ye see - | What you all owe to me | or with it your bums I shall tickle | you rogues | Or with it your bums I shall ticket. | Fol de rol de rol loral | lal la | AUTHORITY | BLACK BOOK | BULL | CW fecit"; lettered below image: "TEARS_of_REPENTANCE. | Pub'd May 2'd 1827 by J. Fairburn Broddway Ludgte Hill".