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 (Time himself is witness, till the battle joins, Deeper strikes the rottenness in the people's loins.)

Give no heed to bondsmen masking war with peace. Suffer not the old King here or overseas.

They that beg us barter wait his yielding mood— Pledge the years we hold in trust pawn our brother's blood—

Howso' great their clamour, whatsoe'er their claim, Suffer not the old King under any name!

Here is naught unproven—here is naught to learn. It is written what shall fall if the King return.

He shall mark our goings, question whence we came, Set his guards about us, as in Freedom's name.

He shall take a tribute, toll of all our ware; He shall change our gold for arms—arms we may not bear.

He shall break his Judges if they cross his word; He shall rule above the Law calling on the Lord.

He shall peep and mutter; and the night shall bring Watchers 'neath our window, lest we mock the King—

Hate and all division; hosts of hurrying spies; Money poured in secret, carrion breeding flies.

Strangers of his counsel, hirelings of his pay, These shall deal our Justice: sell—deny—delay.

We shall drink dishonour, we shall eat abuse For the Land we look to—for the Tongue we use.