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Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.

Poems of Sentiment: VI. Labor and Rest

Corn-Law Hymn

Ebenezer Elliott (1781–1849)

LORD! call thy pallid angel,

The tamer of the strong!

And bid him whip with want and woe

The champions of the wrong!

O, say not thou to ruin’s flood,

“Up, sluggard! why so slow?”

But alone, let them groan,

The lowest of the low;

And basely beg the bread they curse,

Where millions curse them now!

No; wake not thou the giant

Who drinks hot blood for wine;

And shouts unto the east and west,

In thunder-tones like thine;

Till the slow to move rush all at once,

An avalanche of men,

While he raves over waves

That need no whirlwind then;

Though slow to move, moved all at once,

A sea, a sea of men!