A strip design. Beneath the figures are inscriptions indicating their identity. The procession is preceded on the extreme right by Hall the apothecary, one of Fox's chief supporters in Westminster, who holds the abortive 'Regency Bill'. A medical instrument protrudes from his coat-pocket; he is 'Apozem, Clerk, &amp; Apothecary'. He looks over his shoulder, saying:
<p><br><br>"Oh! dismal sight, so black, so glum,
<br>Our Party all in mourning, grief &amp; tears,
<br>Ah! who can swallow down this Pill?
<br>This mournfull Exit of our Regent's Bill?"
<br><br>After him in priest's robes and wearing a Jesuit's biretta walks Burke, 'Ignatius Loyola' (cf. BMSat 6026), holding an 'Ode upon his Majesty Recovery'; he declaims:
<br><br>"Our cloud capt Towers,
<br>Our gorgeous Palaces,
<br>Our solemn Temples
<br>Yea our great Regency itself,
<br>Is dissolv'd!
<br>And like the baseless fabrick of a vision
<br>Not a wreck left behind!" 
<br><br>The coffin is carried on the shoulders of six men with bulls' heads, hoofs, and tails, wearing coronets and shedding tears; three only are depicted, though the hoofs of the three on the left side of the coffin are indicated; it is 'The Body of the deceased supported by six Irish Bulls'. They wear a duke's, an earl's, and a baron's coronet, and say: "[1] Pullalaloo - Pullalalo - oh.', [2] Oh! - Ogh! - Oh!; [3] Oh Pullalalo - ogh". On the coffin is a coronet with the Prince's feathers flanked by an empty purse and dice and dice-box. Four ragged little girls holding nosegays walk as pall-bearers, two before the coffin and two behind it. They are '(bis) Unfledg'd Noviciates of Sf Giles's or, Charley's delight'. 
<br>The first couple say:
<br><br>"When weve cried oer the Grave as long as we're able, 
<br>We'll kiss, and we'll wipe Charley's tears all away - 
<br>An Eight year old Tit
<br>Is Charley's bit 
<br>He can kiss her all night after talking all day."
<br><br>The Second couple repeat the refrain 
<br><br>They are followed by Mrs. Fitzherbert in long trailing weeds, a rosary and crucifix hanging from her waist.  She is 'Chief Mourner - The Princess of W-----s'.  She clasps her hands despairingly, and repeats:
<br><br>"Bane of my hopes! O mock'ry of my fortune; 
<br>They call me now, poor Shadow, painted Queen, 
<br>The flattering Index of a direful Pageant, 
<br>One heav'd on high, to be hurl'd down below; 
<br>A dream of what I wish'd; a garish Flag 
<br>Now made the aim of every dangrous shot; 
<br>A sign of Dignity, a Breath, a Bubble; 
<br>A Queen in Jest!!"
<br><br>She is followed by Sheridan and Fox, wearing cloaks and carrying hats with mourning-scarves; they are: 'Second Mourners', 'The Rival Jacobites'. Fox, weeping, says to Sheridan :
<br><br>"Why dost thou glout &amp; hang thy Lip at me,
<br>Thou canst not say, I brought her to this end?
<br>Ah! me! I can no more! dye Charley, dye!
<br>For Sherry grudges thou should'st live so long" 
<br><br>Sheridan, also weeping, answers:
<br><br>"Ah! Charley hadst thou neer been seen
<br>This neer had hapt to me!
<br>I would that Pitt had seal'd my Eye
<br>E'er I hadjoind with thee!"
<br><br>The next couple are Weltje (cf. BMSat 7509) and a hairdresser, Mails:
<br>'We--t--e, Clerk of the Dish-clouts' and 'M-----Is, The Hairdressing Pimp'.
<br>The latter, clasping his hands, says:
<br><br>"Dear Charley ah! tell us how long dye think 
<br>King George will remain on his Throne?"
<br><br>Weltje, who holds a large pot or cauldron and a ladle, puts his handkerchief to his eyes, saying:
<br><br>"Vor by Got, ve do pine, &amp; in sadness ve tink 
<br>Dot its long till de Prince wear de Crown."
<br><br>They are followed by Loughborough, thin and erect, saying: 
<br><br>"How hard O Sawney is thy lot, 
<br>Who was so blithe of late, 
<br>To see our hopes all gone to pot 
<br>Our hopes that were so great - " 
<br><br>He is: 'A remnant of 1745, or the would-be Chancellor' (cf. BMSat 5287).
<br>The last couple, wearing regimentals with mourning sleeve-bands, are 'The Pismire Marquis' [Lothian] and 'Lord Stilletto' [Rawdon]. The latter, very impassive, says to his companion:
<br><br>"Lord, Sir, you seem mighty uneasy,
<br>But I this misfortune can bear,
<br>I warrant I shall not run crazy
<br>Nor die in a fit of despair."
<br><br>Lothian answers dejectedly:
<br><br>"If so you suppose youre mistaken 
<br>For, Sir, for to let you to know, 
<br>If from me the King's favor is taken 
<br>To the Prince I, of course, make my bow"
<br><br>The procession is followed by a nude and very emaciated demon (left), playing the fiddle and capering. He is the 'Blue and Buff Train Bearer'. He sings, grinning:
<br><br>"O! the Devil, the Devil, 
<br>O the Devil the D. 
<br>Such a fine sight as this, 
<br>My old Daddy will gladly see."   29 April 1789
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<br>Hand-coloured etching
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<p>Print made by: James Gillray
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<dl><dd>Published by: S W Fores</dd></dl></div>
1789<div style="display: none;">date QS:P571,+1789-00-00T00:00:00Z/9</div>
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