O see the fleet-foot host of men, who march with faces drawn
From farmstead and from fishers’ cot, along the banks of Ban
They come with vengeance in their eyes – Too late! Too late are they
For young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
The important thing about this tale isn’t that they were too late. The important thing is – they were coming.
There is ex-NGS. There is no ex-EUS.