William Blake Quotes on Poverty
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When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!'weep! So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep.
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But Want of Money & the Distress of A Thief can never be alleged as the Cause of his Thieving, for many honest people endure greater hard ships with Fortitude. We must therefore seek the Cause else where than in want of Money for that is the Misers passion, not the Thiefs.
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A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.
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'I die, I die!' the Mother said, 'My children die for lack of Bread.'
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My Brother starv'd between two Walls, His Children's Cry my Soul appalls;