A thing, a cipher, ordered here and there....
What? Shall we now on Unionists depend?
Sue them for favours, fawn on them for smiles?
Eat from the dish of infamy the food
They’d grudge to give had they the giving of it?
Not in these trousers, sirs!
Druids:
Nay, never! Never!
He’s been despitefully and most vilely used.
King David: