| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 1358 |
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are to keep our old place in the van of human progress. A nation of ignorant, unintelligent, half-starved, broken-spirited degenerates cannot hope to lead humanity in its never-ceasing march onward to the conquest of the future. `Vain. mightiest fleet of iron framed; Vain the all-shattering guns Unless proud England keep, untamed, The stout hearts of her sons. `All the evils that I have referred to are |
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