You shrewdly observed the pathetic poor
that begged, brawled and swindled;
compelled to un-bolt unjustly locked doors:
scripture command and anger-kindled.
Children slept under weaving looms,
and tugged wagons deep in coal caverns,
roasted to death from smoke stack fumes;
parents impoverished by gin taverns.
In childhood, your kind, mindful maid
whispered maternal minded prayers;
despotic father’s ruthless rules obeyed
then you inherited title, became heir.
Laws crafted in House of Lords
gave English children fresh starts;
on consensus committees a chord
struck, re-fashioned harder hearts.
Prior debt damaged your family estate,
tarnished the sterling silver crest:
sold paintings, set service and plate,
tied-tenants were generously blessed.
Energy expended after many years,
indentured labourers freed from hell;
at state funeral hankies wiped tears,
prostitutes and royalty bid final farewell…