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that ten ' s sake . How must his right reverend metropolitan lordship have whispered , putting on one of his sweetest smiles , to his right reverend lordship , the primateof all Ireland , ' Oh , rny brother , well done the Whigs I Here was the Irish Catholic Church offering itself to them , and they might have accepted it without doing violence
to any of those religious prejudices which lories have bound themselves to profess ; yes , and they might have provided for our Protestant-parsons-of-ten , when ejected from Catholic-parishesof-ten-thousands , by the very sweepings of the Church they are pledged to purify ; but , verily , they would not dei ^ n to be wise
after the wisdom of the children of this world . Blessings on their honourable pride and good old prejudices for having preferred the tithe of a chance of a vote of one of the least of the bishops of the bench to the offered attachment of all Irish Catholics . Verily , pride goeth before destruction . '
But , oh ! your Grace the Duke of Wellington , how YOU must have laughed outright , when , at the beginning of this present Session , you listened with eager ears , night after night , to these warlike Whigs , as they demanded military execution on the whole of Ireland , videlicet , to put down the irritations of those very Catholic parishes their own tithe-proctors had succeeded in provoking !
How must the Great Captain have chuckled in his martial breast , when he witnessed this glorious consummation , videlicet , the old Tory game played by the infatuated Whigs ! How triumphantly must he have shouted to his mighty heart , —Oh well done Whigs ! thus to call for the best trump in the pack when you know it is in our hands ! Was it not sufficient that in your fire-new dislike of
all agitators you should have thrown the very king of hearts , the O'Connell himself , out of your hands , and allowed ?/ s to win your best tricks with the trump you had discarded ? Was it not enough that in your fire-new dislike of all heterodoxy , you should have allowed the whole Catholic Church , the very queen of hearts , to fall out of your hands ? Is it not enough and to spare , that you
have made all these blunders in the game , but must you now lead up , without a trump left in your hands , to that ace of clubs which you know to be our strongest suit ? But if policy be a game , ( still loquitur the Duke ) war is not less a hunt ; and now that hunt is up , chan g ing my metaphor , I will show you the hugeness of your folly . The pack you pretend to hunt , as you ought to know , will , under your management , hunt counter . It will leave
the fox to worry the sheep . Rustics with their pitch-forks , and towns-people with their spits , will run out to resist its worryings . Nay , the very gentlemen , who in their spick span new scarlet jackets are in the field now for the first timfe , will presently laugh at the blunders of your ^ wooden legged huntsman . And then , my good friends , when you have rmd all the honour of beating for , and starting the game , you will find to your dismay , that you cannot hunt the pack . And , at lust , when tiien and dogs , game
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286 How to Play a Losing Game .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), April 2, 1833, page 286, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2612/page/70/
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