As Percy French wrote:

I've seen England's king from the top of a bus
    And I've never known him, but he means to know us.
    And tho' by the Saxon we once were oppressed,
    Still I cheered, God forgive me, I cheered with the rest.
    And now that he's visited Erin's green shore
    We'll be much better friends than we've been heretofore
    When we've got all we want, we're as quiet as can be
    Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea.