All used at any hour by night, by day, Of china-ware some poor unwatch'd remains. There many a tea-cups gaudy fragments stand, All placed by Vanity's unwearied hands; Nor heed the se Spartan dames their house, not sit they nor sew nor knit."(1) Mid cares domestic, The Poor in Towns. "The vast mass of the population, paupers in the strict sense of the term, reside in their own wretched cottages. (2) "Our poor how feed we? To the most we give A weekly dole and at their homes they live:"-(3) This is a description of how the poor live in the Row of the Village. "This in feeted Row we term our street, Here i cabal, a disputatious crew Each evening meet; the sot, the cheat, the shrew: Riots are nightly heard:- the curse, the cries Of beaten wife, perverse in her replies; (1)Crabbe III. 296-7.(2) Walpole I. 183. (3) CrabbeIII. 283 While shrieking children hold each threatning hand, And some time life and sometimes food demand: Boys, in their first stolen rags, to swear begin, And girls who heed not dress are skill'd in gin: Between the roadway and the walls offence Invades all eyes and st. ikes on every sense: The re lie, obscene, at every door, Heaps from the hearth and sweeps from the floor, And day by day the mingled masses grow, As sinks are disembogued and kennels flow. There hungry dogs from hungry children steal, The e pigs and children qarel for a meal; infants There dropsied children wait without redress, See crowded beds in those contiguous rooms, Of paper'd lath or curtain dropp'd between; See on the floor what frousy patches rest! This bed where all those tatter'd garmen ts lie, See! as we gaze an infant lifts its head, Left by neglect and burrow'd in that bed:(1) These are descriptions of the poor in general, the following may be cited as an example of a particular case The remarks are made by a servant by to of destitution. her mistress. "The snow," quoth Susan, "falls upon his bed It blows beside the thatch it melts upon his head/ -He never sees a wholesome meal; Through his bare dress app ears his shrivell'd skin. He freezes as he moves he dies! if he should fall: With cruel fierceness drives the icy sleet And must a Christian perish in the street, When reach'd his home, to what a cheerless fire Takes half the space of his contracted shed; I saw the thorns beside the narrow grate, With straw collected in a putrid state; (1) Crabbe II. 149-150. |