Irish tory employers hid[e] their sweatshops behind orange flags, and Irish home rule landlords us[e] the green sunburst of Erin to cloak their rack-renting in the festering slums of our Irish towns.

Yes, friends, governments in capitalist society are but committees of the rich to manage the affairs of the capitalist class.

The worker is the slave of capitalist society, the female worker is the slave of that slave.

There can be no perfect Europe in which Ireland is denied even the least of its national rights.

We believe in constitutional action in normal times; we believe in revolutionary action in exceptional times.

All these mountains of Irish dead, all these corpses mangled beyond recognition, all these arms, legs, eyes, ears, fingers, toes, hands, all these shivering putrefying bodies and portions of bodies once warm living and tender parts of Irish men and youths - all these horrors in Flanders or the Gallipoli Peninsula, are all items in the price Ireland pays for being part of the British Empire.

Yes, ruling by fooling, is a great British art with great Irish fools to practice on.