Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

Poverty is no sinne.
[Poverty is no sin.]

Poverty is no sinne.
[Poverty is no sin.]

But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you read more

But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.

The mother of revolution and crime is poverty

The mother of revolution and crime is poverty

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me read more

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.

So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as
an armed man.

So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as
an armed man.

For the poor always ye have with you; but me ye have not always.

For the poor always ye have with you; but me ye have not always.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.

The child was diseased at birth, stricken with a hereditary ill that only the most vital men are able to read more

The child was diseased at birth, stricken with a hereditary ill that only the most vital men are able to shake off. I mean poverty--the most deadly and prevalent of all diseases.