Came across this little ditty last night: a poem by Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, a Christian Roman in the late 4th century AD. He apparently ended up as an ascetic…
Non recipit natura hominis, modo quadrupes ille
Non sit, et erecto spectet caelestia vultu,
Non recipit, neget ut regimen pollere supremum.
Istud et ispe Numae tacitus sibi sensit aruspex,
Semifer et Scotus sentit cane milite peior. Human nature does not accept, provided that he isn’t a a four-footed animal
And he looks at heaven with a raised face,
It does not admit it denies that a supreme ruler prevails.
Even Numa’s haruspex sensed this in his heart,
as does the halfbestial man and the Scot [Irish] worse than a war dog.
Prudentius. Carmina. (Theodorus Obbarius, ed. Tübingen: Henricus Laupp, 1845 – Translation: JA Hogan 2009)
So, half beasts… full beasts… and then Irish…
The original ‘No Dog’s, No Irish’?