Various, Punch, or the London Charivari…
“ Lord Hothfield proudly leaves your ranks, the Carlton takes him in;Behold him in the whist-saloon enjoying of his game.Some men are led by blighted hopes to leave the ancient fold,And some by mere conviction, and some by thirst for fame;And some because the Government were far too fond of gold;Lord Hothfield quits the Radicals because he wants a game.A quiet game his Lordship loves; ex-Radical and peer,With what a wealth of irony he puts his foes to shame ”
