Excerpt from Utopia of Usurers and Other Essays

A Song of Swords

"A drove of cattle came into a village called Swords;

and was stopped by the rioters." - Daily Paper.

In the place called Swords on the Irish road

It is told for a new renown

How we held the horns of the cattle, and how

We will hold the horns of the devils now

Ere the lord of hell with the horn on his brow

Is crowned in Dublin town.

Light in the East and light in the West,

And light on the cruel lords.

On the souls that suddenly all men knew.

And the green flag flew and the red flag flew,

And many a wheel of the world stopped, too.

When the cattle were stopped at Swords.

Be they sinners or less than saints

That smite in the street for rage,

We know where the shame shines bright; we know

You that they smite at, you their foe,

Lords of the lawless wage and low,

This is your lawful wage.

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