Elizabeth Clarke Wolstenholme Elmy (1833–1918) was an English suffragist, essayist and poet, who also wrote under the pseudonyms E, Ellis, Ellis Ethelmer, and Ignota.
Elizabeth Wolstenholme was born in Cheetham Hill, Manchester and baptised on 15 December 1833 in Eccles, Lancashire where her father was a Methodist minister. She was the daughter of Revd Joseph Wolstenholme who died around 1843. Her mother Elizabeth had died when she was very young and she was brought up by her stepmother Mary (née Lord).She attended Fulneck Moravian School for two years but was not permitted to study further. Her brother Joseph Wolstenholme (1829–1891) became a professor of mathematics. She opened a private girls' boarding school in Boothstown near Worsley and stayed there until 1865 when she moved her establishment to Congleton in Cheshire. In 1865 she founded the Manchester Schoolmistresses Association.
In the 1870s Wolstenholme joined the National Secular Society and began a relationship with one of its vice presidents, Ben Elmy, who she married shortly before the birth of their son Frank in 1874. Elmy had also been a school teacher but subsequently ran a mill producing silk cloth. In the UK census she is listed as "Elizabeth Woolstencroft" living with Benjamin Elmy.
Check one, two
The plow that broke the plains
We as humans destroy everything,
well, there's limits to the land
Left the resistance and the monkey wrenchin' cause money rules again
Life is easier when your bills are paid,
you finished studies,
Masters degree
Now consulting development companies,
who sold out now?
Who sold out now?
Sixteen years old and live at home
In front your friends calling out at shows,
you left the scene cause your new girlfriend told you so,
freaked out on X at some rave or techno,
money rules again
Distro circus at every show,
I came to support these tourin' bands and nothing's free,
pay my ticket at the door,
who sold out now?
Who sold out now?
Constant complaining makes my ears ring
I care about hardcore but I hate the scene
The plow that broke the plains
We as humans abuse every way,
there's limits to me, friend
What happened to the brotherhood we shared,
well, money rules again
I'll give you anything if you just ask,
hung yourself from your own rope
I count my loss and just walk away,
who sold out now?