Who fears to break the peace
And go the undivided hog,
E’en to (should they our footsteps dog)
Assaulting the police.”
Then up spake Robert Simpson,
Of Middlesex was he:
“Lo! I’ll go in through thick and thin,
To win the spoil with thee!”
And up spake Brown of Charing,
(Plucked but last week was he):