James Russell Lowell

“ You respect no hoary wrong
More for having triumphed long;
Its past victims, haggard throng
From the mould
You unbury: swards and spears
Weaker are than poor men's tears,
Weaker than your silent years,
Hunger and Cold! ”

“ Policy you set at naught,
In their traps you'll not be caught,
You're too honest to be bought,
Hunger and Cold!
Bold and bar the palace door;
While the mass of men are poor,
Naked truth grows more and more
Uncontrolled ”