The Pauper Palace By Crabbe 1810 Poem by Dr Ian Inkster

The Pauper Palace By Crabbe 1810



The Pauper-Palace, [George Crabbe 1810]

E Your plan I love not - with a Em number you
E Have placed your poor, yr Em pitiable few;
E There, in one house throughout Em their lives to be
The E Pauper-Palace which they hate to Em see.

E That giant building, that Em high-bounding wall,
E Those bare-worn walks, that lofty Em thund'ring hall
E That large loud clock, which tolls Em each dreaded hour,
E Those gates and locks, and all those signs of Em power.

Am It is a prison, with a Em milder name,
Am Which few inhabit without Em dread or shame.
Am … Em
E That Pauper-Palace which they hate Em to see x3 …

Saturday, November 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: historical,political,social injustice
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The Pauper-Palace, is verse taken from George Crabbe, The Borough, an exceptionally lengthy and high-quality prosey verse of 1810. Unlike other radical poems that I have selected for Poemhunter - see my entry for the title 'Oppression' whose story panel contains details - this comes not so much from the working class as from a journalist and writer who had enormous sympathies with the blight of working people. Its especially important because of the character of its critique of the new Poor Houses for the destitute and unemployed. Rather than attack the obvious physical hardships of these 'pauper palaces', Crabbe ironically identifies the even greater insult to the psyche of the whole working class of Britain. It should also be noted that the work was published during the Napoleonic Wars when all radical sympathies were suspected by the authorities as potential treason.
I use a heavy guitar base effect in my melodic version of the verse which accompanies this entry.

Dr Ian Inkster 2016
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