LC-USZ62-22198, Bain Collection, Library of Congress

"Bread & Roses"

As we go marching, marching in the beauty of the day,
A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill lofts gray
Are touched with all the radiance that a sudden sun discloses,
For the people hear us singing:
"Bread and Roses! Bread and Roses!"

As we go marching, marching we battle too for men,
For they are women's children and we mother them again.
Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes.
Hearts starve as well as bodies;
give us bread but give us roses.

As we go marching, marching unnumbered woman dead
Go crying through our singing their ancient call for bread.
Small art and love and beauty their drudging spirits knew.
Yes, it is bread we fight for, but we fight for roses too!

As we go marching, marching we bring the greater days.
The rising of the women means the rising of the race,
No more the drudge and idler, ten that toil where one reposes
But a sharing of life's glories:
Bread and roses! Bread and roses!

Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes.
Hearts starve as well as bodies.
Bread and roses! Bread and roses!

Lyrics, James Oppenheim, 1912, Music by Mimi Farina © 1976


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