England only seeks fairness, those with "lots of Scot's blood" flowing through their veins should heed Rudyard Kipling! The complete poem Norman and Saxon may be read from here.
"My son," said the Norman Baron, "I am dying, and you will
To all the broad acres in England that William gave me for
When he conquered the Saxon at Hastings, and a nice little
handful it is.
But before you go over to rule it I want you to understand this:--
"The Saxon is not like us Normans. His manners are not so polite.
But he never means anything serious till he talks about justice
When he stands like an ox in the furrow--with his sullen set eyes
on your own,
And grumbles, 'This isn't fair dealing,' my son, leave the Saxon