by Edward Youl.
Originally published in Howitt's Journal (William & Mary Howitt) vol.1 #20 (15 May 1847).
I.
I see its pins, and chains, and rings,
Its eyeglass, and its trumpery things;—
I see its whiskers—they are fine
Ornaments in the hairy line;
I see its coat; I see its hat;
I see its boots, and its cravat.
If such a thing you chance to meet,
Sauntering up Regent Street,
The tailor praise who makes such suits,
And praise the artist of such boots.
II.
I do not see his shabby dress:—
I see him in his manliness;
I see his axe; I see his spade;
I see a man that God has made:—
If such a man before you stand,
Give him your heart, give him your hand,
And praise your Maker for such men:—
They make this old earth young again.