Ebenezer Elliott Poems
- A Poet's Epitaph STOP mortal ! Here thy brother lies, The ...
- In These Days . . . In these days, every mother's son or ...
- Plaint Dark, deep, and cold the current flows Unto the sea ...
- The People's Anthem When wilt Thou save the people? O God of...
- The Builders Spring, summer, autumn, winter, Come duly, as ...
- Steam In The Desert 'God made all nations of one blood,' And...
- Rural Rambles - The Village Sweet village! where my early ...
Ebenezer Elliott was an English poet, known as the Corn Law rhymer.
Elliott was born at the New Foundry, Masbrough, in the Parish of Rotherham, Yorkshire. His father, (known as "Devil Elliott", for his fiery sermons) was an extreme Calvinist and a strong Radical, and was engaged in the iron trade. His mother suffered from poor health, and young Ebenezer, although one of a family of eleven children, of whom eight reached mature life, had a solitary and rather morbid childhood. At the age of six he contracted small-pox, which left him "fearfully disfigured and six weeks blind." His health was permanently affected, and he suffered from ... more »
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A Poet's Epitaph
STOP mortal ! Here thy brother lies,
The Poet of the Poor ;
His books were rivers, woods and skies,
The meadow and the moor;
His teachers were the torn heart's wail,
The tyrant and the slave,
The street, the factory, the jail,
The palace--arid the grave!
The meanest thing, earth's feeblest worm
He feared to scorn or hate;
And honour'd in a peasant's form
The equal of the great.
But if he lov'd the rich who make
The poor man's little more,
Ill could he praise the rich who take
From plundered labour's store.
A hand to do, a head to plan,