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Dante Gabriel Rossetti - Ashore At Dover
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On landing, the first voice one hears is from 
An English police-constable; a man 
Respectful, conscious that at need he can 
Enforce respect. Our custom-house at home 
Strict too, but quiet. Not the foul-mouthed scum 
Of passport-mongers who in Paris still 
Preserve the Reign of Terror; not the till 
Where the King haggles, all through Belgium. 
The country somehow seems in earnest here, 
Grave and sufficient:—England, so to speak; 
No other word will make the thing as clear. 
“Ah! habit,” you exclaim, “and prejudice!” 
If so, so be it. One don`t care to shriek, 
“Sir, this shall be!” But one believes it is.
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