There's not always

An Angrian campaign — going on in the rain
Nor a Gentleman Squire lighting his fire
Up on the moors with his blackguards & boors
Nor a Duke & a lord drawing the Sword
Hectoring & lying the whole world defying
Then sitting down crying'

There's not always

A shopkeeper militant coming out iligant
With King Boy & King Jack both genteely in black
Forming Holy Alliance & breathing defiance
Nor a Prince finding brandy every day coming handy
While he's conquering of lands with his bold nigger bands
Like a man of his hands

There's not always

A Death & a marriage — a Hearse & a Carriage
A Bigamy cause — A King versus laws
Nor a short Transportation for the good of the nation
Nor a speedy returning mid national mourning
While him & his father refuse to foregather
'Cause the earl hadn't rather