On what must come of the Pope’s “Decree.”
“They must be crushed, these vile Irishmen,”
They daily repeated with tongue and pen.
“No more shall we hear of Parnell’s fresh crimes!”
Exclaimed, in “leaded bourgeois,” the Times,
“Confusion has stricken the League’s curs’d host,”
Was the warning cry of the jubilant Post.
“There’s an end forthwith to the sorry set!”
Was the evening shriek of St. James’s Gazette.
But all the time they were writing thus,