| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
 |
|
| Page | 1381 |
|
|
| Chapter | -- |
|
|
| Text |
follow. A society which shall have justice and co-operation for its foundation, andInternational Brotherhood and love for its law. `Such are the days that shall be! but What are the deeds of today, In the days of the years we dwell in, That wear our lives away? Why, then, and for what we are waiting? There are but three words to speak "We will it," and what is the foreman but the dream strong wakened and weak? `Oh, why and for what are we waiting, while our brothers droop and die? And on every wind of the heavens, a wasted life goes by. `How long shall they reproach us, where crowd on crowd they dwell Poor ghosts of the wicked city, gold crushed, hungry hell? |
|
|
|
|
