A Dressed Man, by George Orwell, is a powerful poem on the reality of poverty during the Great Depression and was first published in The Adelphi Magazine in October 1933.
A dressed man and a naked man
Stood by the kip-house fire,
Watching the sooty cooking-pots
That bubble on the wire;
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And bidding tanners up and down,
Bargaining for a deal,
Naked skin for empty skin,
Clothes against a meal.
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‘Ten bob it is,’ the dressed man said,
‘These boots cost near a pound,
This coat's a blanket of itself.
When you kip on the frosty ground.’
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‘One dollar,’ said the naked man,
‘And that's a hog too dear;
I've seen a man strip off his shirt
For a fag and a pot of beer.’
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‘Eight and a tanner,’ the dressed man said,
‘And my life-work is yours,
All I've earned at the end of a life
Knocking at farmers' doors;
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Turnips, apples, hops and peas,
And the spike when times are slack,
Fifty years I've tobied it
For these clothes upon my back.’
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‘Take seven,’ said the naked man,
‘It's cold and the spikes are shut;
Better be naked here in kip
Than dressed in Lambeth Cut.’
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‘One tanner more,’ the dressed man said,
‘One tanner says the word,
Off comes my coat of ratcatcher
And my breeches of velvet cord;
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Now pull my shirt over my head,
I'm naked sole to crown,
And that's the end of fifty years
Tobying up and down.’
*
A minute and they had changed about,
And each had his desire;
A dressed man and a naked man
Stood by the kip-house fire.
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What a poem! So spare and so packed with meaning. Makes me think. Thank you.
This was excellent, Victoria! Orwell has always been a fascination of mine - both his personal history and journey as well as his writings. I enjoyed every word 😀🎉