Perfect rancour, wrath eternal, everlasting objurgation,
Freedom? Yes, I’ve always praised it, and may be
It may do for France or Italy. But that curst Irish nation?—
Rather slay them man by man from sea to sea!
Punch, July 10, 1886.
The Weekly Dispatch Parody Competition.
Prize Poem.
Men, whose fathers went to battle hounded on by bards and singers,
Deafened by loud cymbals and the sounding drum,
Show your spirit now, if any trace of courage in you lingers;