We British workmen, so they say,
Are free; and who can doubt it?
For, if we do not like our pay,
We’re free—to go without it.
Unlike the helpless negro slave.
Our tyrant-driven brother,
If one employer prove a knave,
We’re free—to find another.
More Verses by Henry Salt
- Deo GratiasThe Dietetic Reformer and Vegetarian Messenger, April 1, 1885
- The Appeal To PeterThe Vegetarian News, August 1926
- The Shade of Judge Jeffreys to the English BenchThe Commonweal, February 19, 1888
- On the Irish EvictionsThe Commonweal, August 20, 1887
- The Altruistic Flesh-EaterThe Vegetarian Messenger and Health Review, May, 1926