WRATH OF THE AWAKENED SAXON
by Rudyard Kipling

It was not part of their blood                   
It came to them very late
With long arrears to make good
When the Saxon began to hate

They were not easily moved
They were icy-willing to wait
Till every count should be proved
Ere the Saxon began to hate

Their voices were even & low
Their eyes were level & straight
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate

It was not preached to the crowd
It was not taught by the State
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxn began to hate

It was not suddenly bred
It will not swiftly abate
Through the chilled years ahead
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate