THE QUEEN'S AFTER-DINNER SPEECH "Me loving subjects," sez she, "Here's me best respects," sez she, 'An I'm proud this day, " sez she, "Of the illigant way," sez she, "Ye gave me the hand," sez she, "Whin I came to land," sez she. "There was some people said, " sez she, "They was greatly in dread," sez she, "I'd be murthered or shot," sez she, "As like as not," sez she, "But 'tis mightly clear," sez she. "'Tis not over here," sez she, "I have cause to fear," sez she. "'Tis them Belgiums," sez she, "That's throwin' bombs," sez she, "And scarin' the life," sez she, "Out o' me son and the wife," sez she. :But in these parts," sez she, "They have warrum hearts, sez she, 'And they like me well," sez she. "Barrin' Anna Parnell," sez she. "I dunno, Earl," sez she, "What's come to the girl," sez she, "And that other wan," sez she. "Dhressing' in black," sez she, "To welcome me back," sez she; "Though I don't care," sez she, "What they wear," sez she, "An' all that gammon," sez she, "About me bringin' famine," sez she. "Now Maud 'ill write," sez she, "That I brought the blight," sez she, "Or altered the saysons," sez she, "For some private raysins," sez she, "An I think there's a slate," sez she, "Off Willie Yeats, "sez she. :He should be at home, " sez she, "French polishin' a pome," sez she, "An' not writin' letters, " sez she, "About his betters," sez she, "Paradin' me crimes," sez she, "In the Irish Times," sez she.