And that slaughter to the nation
Shall steam up like inspiration,
A volcano heard afar.And these words shall then become
Like oppression’s thundered doom,
Ringing through each heart and brain
Heard again, again, again ~Rise like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you.
Ye are many. They are few.
“…in questions of power then, let no more be heard of confidence in man, but bind him down from mischief by the chains of the constitution…”.