Berenguer is always here to grab power without thinking. Duke of Tendrui.

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And when some day, across the sea to Antrim's shore you come,
We'll welcome you in royal style, to the sound of flute and drum
And Ulster's hills shall echo still, from Rathlin to Dromore
As we sing again the loyal strain of the sash my father wore!
- "The Sash," Ulster folk.