That's the cry that mocked us madly,
Toiling in our living graves,
When hell-mines sent up the chorus:
"_Britons never shall be slaves_!"

"Liberty!" We care not for it!
What we care for's food, clothes, homes,
For our dear ones toiling, waiting
For the time that never comes!

IN THE EDGWARE ROAD.
(To LORD L----.)

Will you not buy? She asks you, my lord, you
Who know the points desirable in such.
She does not say that she is perfect. True,
She's not too pleasant to the sight or touch.
But then--neither are you!

Her cheeks are rather fallen in; a mist
Glazes her eyes, for all their hungry glare.
Her lips do not breathe balmy when they're kissed.
And yet she's not more loathsome than, I swear,
Your grandmother at whist.

My lord, she will admit, and need not frame
Excuses for herself, that she's not chaste.
First a young lover had her; then she came
From one man's to another's arms, with haste.
Your mother did the same.

Moreover, since she's married, once or twice
She's sold herself for certain things at night,
To sell one's body for the highest price
Of social ease and power, all girls think right.
Your sister did it thrice.

What, you'll not buy? You'll curse at her instead?--
Her children are alone, at home, quite near.
These winter streets, so gay at nights, 'tis said,
Have 'ticed the wanton out. _She could not hear_
_Her children cry for bread_!

TO THE GIRLS OF THE UNIONS.

Girls, we love you, and love
Asks you to give again
That which draws it above,
Beautiful, without stain.

Give us weariless faith
In our Cause pure, passionate,
Dearer than life and death,
Dear as the love that's it!

Give to the man who turns
Traitrous hands or forlorn
Back from the plough that burns,
Give him pitiless scorn!

Let him know that no wife
Would bear him a fearless child
To hate and loathe the life
Of a leprous father defiled.

_Girls_, _we love you_, _and love_
_Asks you to give again_
_That which draws it above_,
_Beautiful_, _without stain_!

HAGAR.

She went along the road,
Her baby in her arms.
The night and its alarms
Made deadlier her load.

Her shrunken breasts were dry;
She felt the hunger bite.
She l