"Oh, sick I am to see you, will you never let me be? <br />You may be good for something, but you are not good for me. <br />Oh, go where you are wanted, for you are not wanted here. <br />And that was all the farewell when I parted from my dear. <br /> <br />"I will go where I am wanted, to a lady born and bred <br />Who will dress me free for nothing in a uniform of red; <br />She will not be sick to see me if I only keep it clean: <br />I will go where I am wanted for a soldier of the Queen. <br /> <br />"I will go where I am wanted, for the sergeant does not mind; <br />He may be sick to see me but he treats me very kind: <br />He gives me beer and breakfast and a ribbon for my cap, <br />And I never knew a sweetheart spend her money on a chap. <br /> <br />"I will go where I am wanted, where there's room for one or two, <br />And the men are none too many for the work there is to do; <br />Where the standing line wears thinner and the dropping dead lie thick; <br />And the enemies of England they shall see me and be sick."<br /><br />Alfred Edward Housman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-new-mistress/
