Crazy Paul!!!

Napoleon stands in profile on the left of this image. He grasps a chain attached to a collar around "Crazy Paul's" neck. Napoleon wears an elegant uniform and is not greatly grotesqued. He is clearly identified by his black cocked hat and sharp profile. In his right hand he holds a club with which he attempts to calm/train his dancing bear. Here, Paul I of Russia is represented as having the body of a large bear with the face of a man. In this satire Paul's face is not entirely human; his jaw and mouth jut forward to form a short muzzle, his forehead is greatly sloped, and his ears are shifted towards the back of his head. These physical modifications follow eighteenth-century physiognomic conventions for signaling idiocy. Napoleon stands in profile on the left of this image. He grasps a chain attached to a collar around "Crazy Paul's" neck. Napoleon wears an elegant uniform and is not greatly grotesqued. He is clearly identified by his black cocked hat and sharp profile. In his right hand he holds a club with which he attempts to calm/train his dancing bear. Here, Paul I of Russia is represented as having the body of a large bear with the face of a man. In this satire Paul's face is not entirely human; his jaw and mouth jut forward to form a short muzzle, his forehead is greatly sloped, and his ears are shifted towards the back of his head. These physical modifications follow eighteenth-century physiognomic conventions for signaling idiocy. Published by W. Holland, No. 50 Oxford Street, London, 1801-02-05. Title: Crazy Paul!!! L'alliance de Paul I avec Bonaparte Caption: London Pubd by W. Holland N. 50 Oxford Street Feb. 5 1807 Verse: A New ballad to the Tune of Crazy Jane. 1. Why fair Isle in every Sailor / are such signs of rage express'd/ Can a moonstruck Russian railer/ Draw the fleet of France from Brest?/ Do you dread my late embargoes,/ Trust me soon my power will fall,/ Man your vessels ship your cargoes,/ Fear no harm from Crazy Paul! 2. Do you mock my fierce defiance,/ Act like me-'tis glorious fun,/ Search the globe round for alliance,/ League with all-adhere to none;/ Once for thee I fought courageous,/ (Twas a lucid interval)/ But a Gallic pest contageous/ Stole the wits of Crazy Paul! 3. Matta's Isle your fleet blockaded,/ Martin's skill each pass secures,/ Silly A by France persuaded,/ Thought it mine-but found it yours!/ Little Paul no more grand master/ Mad with baby rage I bawl,/ Malta fell-but how much faster/ Fled the faith of Crazy Paul. 4. Now for Gallia's cause right hearty,/ Fickle as the passing air,/ Led about by Bonaparte,/ Growling like a dancing bear/How I shame the sons of Russia/ While intent to work my fall,/ Holland, Denmark, Sweden, Prussia/ Cry, "Come help us," Crazy Paul.