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  Dyann - 7 years ago

  The 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 and low.
  Their eyes were level and 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 Saxon 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.