Chill penury repress'd their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.

Chill penury repress'd their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.

The mother of revolution and crime is poverty

The mother of revolution and crime is poverty

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the read more

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts.

The beggarly last doit.

The beggarly last doit.

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.

It is poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.

It is poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak read more

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak blows the blast--your hat has got a hole in it.
So have your breeches.

I think that's how Chicago got started. A bunch of people in New York said, 'Gee, I'm enjoying the crime read more

I think that's how Chicago got started. A bunch of people in New York said, 'Gee, I'm enjoying the crime and the poverty, but it just isn't cold enough, let's go west.'

Thank God for poverty
That makes and keeps us free,
And lets us go our unobtrusive way,
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Thank God for poverty
That makes and keeps us free,
And lets us go our unobtrusive way,
Glad of the sun and rain,
Upright, serene, humane,
Contented with the fortune of a day.