The
Wrath of the Awakened Saxon
Rudyard Kipling
It
was not part of their blood, It came to them very late
With long arrears to make good, When the Saxons began to hate,
They
were not easily moved, They were icy-willing to wait
Till every count should be proved Ere the Saxons began to hate.
Their
voices were even and low, Their eyes were level and straight,
There was neither sign nor show, When the Saxons began to hate.
It
was not preached to the crowd It was not taught by the State,
No man spoke it aloud, When the Saxons began to hate.
It
was not suddenly bred, It will not swiftly abate