Fear no unlicensed entry, <br />Heed no bombastic talk, <br />While guards the British Sentry <br />Pall Mall and Birdcage Walk. <br />Let European thunders <br />Occasion no alarms, <br />Though diplomatic blunders <br />May cause a cry "To arms!" <br />Sleep on, ye pale civilians; <br />All thunder-clouds defy: <br />On Europe's countless millions <br />The Sentry keeps his eye! <br /> <br />Should foreign-born rapscallions <br />In London dare to show <br />Their overgrown battalions, <br />Be sure I'll let you know. <br />Should Russians or Norwegians <br />Pollute our favoured clime <br />With rough barbaric legions, <br />I'll mention it in time. <br />So sleep in peace, civilians, <br />The Continent defy; <br />While on its countless millions <br />The Sentry keeps his eye!<br /><br />William Schwenck Gilbert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleep-on/
