The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Ballyhoo,
His mental processes are plain — one knows what he will do,
And can logically predicate his finish by his start:
But the English — ah, the English!— they are quite a race apart.

Their psychology is bovine, their outlook crude and rare;
They abandon vital matters to be tickled with a straw;
But the straw that they were tickled with — the chaff that they were fed with —
They convert into a weaver’s beam to break their foeman’s head wit............