Alone and unarmed, in the ancient way?
If Erin’s sons were not blameless or cold,
They used to spare women in days of old!
“In days of old” she answered, “Sir Knight,
Honor and virtue were Erin’s delight;
But this cursed League”—Ere more was said
She ducked, and a brick-bat missed her head.
On, like the hunted deer she went—
Her only crime that she’d paid her rent;
And the stranger said, “Sure, we’ll change the song