George Gordon Byron lived in Nottinghamshire, at Newstead Abbey, and was very supportive of the Luddites, even though he was an aristocrat. He supported a Bill for better workers’ rights but it didn’t get through parliament. This is a poem written by Lord Byron:
Song For The Luddites
As the Liberty lads o’er the sea
Bought their freedom, and
cheaply, with blood,
So we, boys, we
Will die fighting, or live free,
And down with all kings but King Ludd!
When the web that we weave is complete,
And the shuttle exchanged for the sword,
We will fling the winding sheet
O’er the despot at our feet,
And dye it deep in the gore he has pour’d.
Though black as his heart its hue,
Since his veins are corrupted to mud,
Yet this is the dew
Which the tree shall renew
Of Liberty, planted by Ludd!