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
- Hymn of ThanksgivingJustice, December 29, 1900
- The Cry of the Might Have BeenThe Vegetarian News, June 1926
- Wealth and WantJustice, August 8, 1885
- The Joy That Never PallsProgress, November, 1886
- The Modern Guy FawkesThe Commonweal, November 5, 1887