For these are gifts of human reason,
And you are adepts in high treason:
No bigger rogues on earth there be on,
For so says Edwards the espione!
Let them eat and drink and sleep,
But knives and forks pray from them keep,
As they’ll commit assassination—
The rogues would overturn the nation!
At the bottom of the above lines were written the following couplets:
In modes of faith let graceless zealots fight,