A Sequel to Don Juan — page 199: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

190 A SEQUEL TO -XCIX, But all around a suffering nation lay In chains of iron, wrought by tyrant hand ; A pampered clergy fed from day to day Upon the very vitals of the land ; While Marat, Danton, and Dumouriez Already saw th’ approaching storm, and planned That rescue from the grasp of despot power Which raised the guillotine in fatal hour. Cc, Yes—all the luxury, the pomp, the pride And the frivolity of many a year, With powder, patches, heels, and much beside That in my modest verse may not appear, Were verging towards their fall :—but ere they died, And terminated thus their long career, They shone as never they before had shone At Versailles or the Little Trianon. * ol. And Juan reached the capital of France In time to see the last blow strike the crown :— Those petits soupers—scenes of elegance And wit, that filled a world with their renown, Were cheered no more by beauty’s sparkling glance ; But danger and mistrust appeared to frown | About the palace—and the Queen alone Felt not the ominous quaking of the throne. * The favourite palaces of the Royal Family at that time. The gardens of the Trianon are spacious and beautifully laid out: they contain cottages, cascades, saloons, temples, a theatre, and the famous Corinthian Bower of Love. Comicbooks;com