PEOPLE of England, ye who toil and groan, <br />Who reap the harvests which are not your own, <br />Who weave the clothes which your oppressors wear, <br />And for your own take the inclement air; <br />Who build warm houses . . . <br />And are like gods who give them all they have, <br />And nurse them from the cradle to the grave . . .<br /><br />Percy Bysshe Shelley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fragment-to-the-people-of-england/
