(“What would become of Esquimaux?”)
This doubt not: if my choice were free,
A vegetarian strict I’d be.
My heart is in your Cause; but oh!
What, then, of those poor Esquimaux?
I dread to think what might betide them,
If flesh were suddenly denied them;
In Greenland, too, so short of green!
How would they get their Vitamines?
They must have blubber, so, in grief,
(All for their sake) I must have beef.
More Verses by Henry Salt
- We British WorkmenThe Labour Leader, May 26, 1894
- The Appeal To PeterThe Vegetarian News, August 1926
- The Song of the RespectablesThe Commonweal, May 31, 1890
- The Blessings of EmigrationJustice, May 9, 1885
- The Cry of the Might Have BeenThe Vegetarian News, June 1926