by William Shakespeare

Bits of Shakespeare on the morning after the election...

"A glooming peace this morning with it brings.
the sun for sorrow will not show his head."

[the rest of it is:]
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
Some shall be pardoned, and some punish'd;
for never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."

but change the last line to anything you please, like:
"than this democracy, now brought so low."

Feel free to rewrite the last line:
maybe something with "oh no" or "no mo' "
or "blow by blow"