It nurtures a deep and abiding love
For possession of power and pelf,
And deems that the duty all others above
Is enshrined in that sweet word “self.”
’Tis a rare tough organ, deny it who can,
The Heart of your Jingo-Englishman!
The Briton may traverse the Pole or the Zone,
And annex on sea or shore;
He calls an immense domain his own,
But he means going in for more.