But at least, our bluff Englishman urges, the dead past can be suffered to bury those crimes and blunders of Unionism which you have enumerated.

Let us start with a clean slate.
Now, as will have been gathered from a previous chapter, we recognise in this invitation an accent of soundness.

We modern Home Rulers desire above all to be loyal to the century in which we live.

We are sick of that caricature which depicts Ireland as the mad heroine of a sort of perpetual suttee, in which all the interests of the present are immolated on the funeral-pyre of the past.

But let us come closer to things.