Foe and friend and foe again, <br />Turning coat and turning yet, <br />That's a feat you don't disdain, <br />De Wet. <br /> <br />England's easy, England's kind, <br />Quick to pardon and forget. <br />There's a limit, as you'll find, <br />De Wet. <br /> <br />Glad to raise a fallen foe, <br />Ready to erase a debt. <br />Quick to spare a traitor ? No, <br />De Wet. <br /> <br />England trusts a solemn vow, <br />That's her way. We don't regret. <br />So be it, we know you now, <br />De Wet. <br /> <br />Treachery will miss its aim, <br />You'll be learning, never fret. <br />That it's best to play the game, <br />De Wet.<br /><br />Jessie Pope<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/de-wet/
