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[–] 17699316? ago 

==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 suddently bred.

It will not swiftly abate.

Through the chilled years ahead,

When Time shall count from the date

That the Saxon began to hate.==

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[–] 17699317? ago 

Wow, either I forgot how many characters could go into a redtext or this shit site fucked me over, either way, the poem is becoming reality again.