Poem by Anonymous

The Swiss and the Frenchman

To a Swiss, a gay Frenchman in company said,
“Your soldiers are forced, sir, to fight for their bread,
Whilst for honour alone the French rush to the field;
So your motives to ours, sir, must certainly yield.”
“By no means,” cried the other, “pray why should you boast?
Each fights for the thing he ’s in need of the most.”

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