Starved”; and though helpless women lie
On the hill-side, ’neath sleet and rain,
Thrust from their homes hard by.
And ’tis their tenants, too, who fight
Vainly against the ruthless power
That leaves their lives “no joyful hour,”
Nor gives them e’en the “natural right
To claim life’s natural dower.”
Well may you ask, with stern surprise,
Why men, who thus their duty shirk,