No more regret—they’ll help us yet—
In fancy now I see them both,
Inspired by my eloquence,
Shake off their censurable sloth!
Weave we slowly, day by day,
The winding-sheet of Torydom;
Give our foes rope enough, and they
Will hang themselves, and our turn come!
Mark the day when we, no doubt,
Shall send them to the right-about!”