Friends, people, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury the Ornge State, not to praise it;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with the Ornge state… Catholics
Hath told you it was pernicious:
Since it were so, it was a bigoted fault,
And grievously will Norn Iron answer it …
Here, under leave of Catholics and the rest,
(For Republicans are honourable men;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to speak at the Ornge State’s funeral …
It was not our friend, hateful and unjust to us:
And Democrats say it was pernicious;
And Democrats are honourable men….
The Norn Iron State interned many Fenians ,
Whose presence did the general prisons fill:
Didn’t this in the Ornge seem pernicious?
When poor RCs cried, the Ornge hath smiled:
Harm couldn’t be made of sterner stuff:
And Nationalists say it was pernicious;
And Nationalists are honourable men
I speak not to disprove what they spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
Protestants all did love totalitarianism once,
What cause stops them now from burying it?