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Tom’s Garland
- upon the Unemployed
- Tom–garlanded with squat and surly steel
- Tom; then Tom’s fallowbootfellow piles pick
- By him and rips out rockfire homeforth–sturdy Dick;
- Tom Heart-at-ease, Tom Navvy: he is all for his meal
- Sure, ‘s bed now. Low be it: lustily he his low lot (feel
- That ne’er need hunger, Tom; Tom seldom sick,
- Seldomer heartsore; that treads through, prickproof,
- thick
- Thousands of thorns, thoughts) swings though. Common-
- weal
- Little I reck ho! lacklevel in, if all had bread:
- What! Country is honour enough in all us–lordly head,
- With heaven’s lights high hung round, or, mother-ground
- That mammocks, mighty foot. But no way sped,
- Nor mind nor mainstrength; gold go garlanded
- With, perilous, O nó; nor yet plod safe shod sound;
- Undenizened, beyond bound
- Of earth’s glory, earth’s ease, all; no one, nowhere,
- In wide the world’s weal; rare gold, bold steel, bare
- In both; care, but share care–
- This, by Despair, bred Hangdog dull; by Rage,
- Manwolf, worse; and their packs infest the age.
