Selected Poetry.
ONLY!
Only a bit of bread ! Only — iB that what you say ? While hundreds are moaning, unfed, In this great city to-day. True, 'tis a ragged bit, Untempting to lip or eye, Yet hundreds, just think of it. Must eat of such scraps or die ! The starving who will not mind If it be crust or crumb, Or bread of the coarest kind, Provided the morsel come. Only a bit of bread ! Only ! and that's what you Bay — When hundreds are moaning, unfed, In this great city to-day. Only a bit of bread! Only— don't say it again ; Think of the many unfed, Think of the hunger-pain Gnawing the vitals away Of woman, and child, and man, Who never on any day May eat as much as they can. Hungry both morn and eve $ Hungry both noon and night ; Hungry, if you could conceive One half-starved wretch's plight, Only a bit of bread, Again you would never say, Remembering the many unfed In this great city to-day. Mbs C. Jobting.
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Bruce Herald, Volume XVII, Issue 1759, 18 June 1886, Page 5
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172Selected Poetry. Bruce Herald, Volume XVII, Issue 1759, 18 June 1886, Page 5
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