The Spirit of the Nation/Epigram (11)
When Brougham, in his early days,
By manly deeds, won manly praise,
He scorned a pedigree to trace
From any lordly robber-race;
But now in senile strain he talks,
Ah heir of Burgham and of Vaux,
Degraded, fallen, and discontent.
He well may think on his descent!