Unthread the bold eye of rebellion,And welcome home again discarded faith.

Unthread the rude eye of rebellion, And welcome home again discarded faith.

Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, Meeting the check of such another day; And since this business so fair is done, Let us not leave till all our own be won.

That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold.

Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.