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
- Workmen’s SongJustice, February 7, 1885
- ValentineJustice, February 12, 1887
- Voices of the VoicelessThe Great Kinship, edited by Bertram Lloyd, 1921
- Hymn to MalthusJustice, September 5, 1885
- Mr Facing Both WaysThe Vegetarian News, 1925