I’m a genuine philanthropist—all other sorts are sham.
Each stupid freak of Fortune and each soc-i-al defect
By my lectures and my volumes I endeavour to correct;
To all their little grievances I ope the people’s eyes,
And pretty plans to crucify the landlords I devise.
I love my fellow creatures—I do all the good I can—
Yet Property declares that I’m a disagreeable man!
And I can’t think why!
To Smith and to Ricardo I’ve a withering reply;
Malthusians I always do my best to mortify;