'O that we may inhabit the mountain on which they neither hurt nor destroy!' Photo: by Dim Hou on Unsplash
O may the wealthy consider the poor
A found poem by John Woolman
He knew the price of things:
Rye about five shillings
Oatmeal twelve per hundred pound.
Mutton from three pence to five
Bacon seven to nine.
House rent for a poor man
to be paid weekly. To be paid weekly.
Wood for the fire scarce and dear.
Many beasts slain to supply the market.