Talking (and Singing) of the Nordic Man

Portrait of Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc 1870–1953

I

Behold, my child, the Nordic man, And be as like him, as you can; His legs are long, his mind is slow, His hair is lank and made of tow.

II

And here we have the Alpine Race: Oh! What a broad and foolish face! His skin is of a dirty yellow. He is a most unpleasant fellow.

III

The most degraded of them all Mediterranean we call. His hair is crisp, and even curls, And he is saucy with the girls.

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  1. jack palmer Australia

    Belloc's timeless attitudes on nationality and English class have a relevance
    in Australia, with its 1950-70s immigration of Europeans. thus, on race :
    "Behold my child the Nordic man
    And be as like him as you can"
    encapsulates the respect held by the earlier colonists, largely English,
    though leavened by Irish peasantry of convict stock.

    Progressing southwsrds, the Germans and "Balts" are dismissed as dull, and
    finally
    "The most degraded of them all
    Mediterranean we call
    His hair is dark and even curls
    And he is saucy with the girls"
    Veiled respect for Italian sexual prowess.

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