Pared down and minimised my settlement;
And though he could not end it, left it maimed,
The veriest of hashes. Can fine words
From Salisbury make amends? Though even yet
Our faithful organs in the daily press
Are tremulous with praise, weep tears of joy
To hear us. Come, let's go; we've had enough
Of Government. How can a man desire
To mix with Irish members, rowdy lot,
Who never mind the ruling of the Chair,