Classic Poem

When nature's God for our offenses died
Amongst the twelve one Judas did reside.
Here's twelve assembled for the nation's peace
Amongst which twelve, eleven are Judases.
One's true to's trust, but all the rest accord
With Jews and pagans to betray their Lord.
What madness, slaves! What is't could ye provoke
To stoop again unto the Romish yoke?
May ye be cursed and all your hopes demolished —
And perish by those laws ye have abolished!