“By God, my stableistics,
In spite of Russell's mystics,
Prove that Free Trade, by billions,
In Ireland's starving millions,
And will starve millions there yet;
As my man, Ben, shall swear yet.”
In spite of Russell's mystics,
Prove that Free Trade, by billions,
In Ireland's starving millions,
And will starve millions there yet;
As my man, Ben, shall swear yet.”
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