Dora B. Montefiore 1918
Source: The Call, 2 May 1918;
Transcription: Ted Crawford.
HTML Markup: Brian Reid.
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In Memory of Karl Marx
Born in the hour to give the Workers light
And hope upon their far-flung upward way,
We greet your memory, Marx, when now the flight
Of years leads us to hail with joy the day.
A hundred years ago that saw your birth.
The potency of Truth still wings your word,
Interpreting to toilers their great worth,
As those who make all wealth. And still is heard
Above the crash of battle, where they fall —
The wage-slaves dying in their masters’ cause,
Slaying and slain — your rousing clarion call:
“Workers unite! Lay down your arms, and pause
To think WHO IS YOUR ENEMY? Then fall
Upon the foe whose galling fetter gnaws”.
DORA B. MONTEFIORE