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Men of Labor, wherefore plough

For the lords who lay ye low?

Wherefore weave with toil and care

The rich robes your tyrants wear?

Wherefore feed and clothe and save,

From the cradle to the grave,

Those ungrateful drones who would

Drain your sweat—nay, drink your blood?

Wherefore, toilers, do ye forge

Many a weapon, chain and scourge,

That these stingless drones may spoil

The forced produce of your toil?

Have ye leisure, comfort, calm,

Shelter, food, love's gentle balm?

Or what is it ye buy so dear

With your pain and with your fear?

The seed ye sow another reaps;

The wealth ye find another keeps;

The robes ye weave another wears,

The arms ye forge another bears.

Sow seed—but let no tyrant reap;

Find wealth—let no impostor heap;

Weave robes—let not the idle wear;

Forge arms, in your defense to bear.

Not until the laborers control the political as well as the economical forces can they enjoy the fruits of their labor.

You must support the labor press, start free labor reading-rooms and libraries, read labor literature, educate yourselves, study the labor problem, hear both sides, think and Judge for yourselves, look at the capitalistic press with a critical and distrusting eye, emancipate yourselves from both the old corrupt and decayed political parties, freely discuss the wage-system in labor lyceums, and you will convince yourselves that the

will be the future party in all civilized countries, having as its only opponent the capitalists and their satellites.

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New York City.

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