HEADS that think and hearts that feel, Hands that turn the busy wheel, Make our life worth living here, In this mundane hemisphere: Heads to plan what hearts shall do, Hearts to bear us bravely through -- Thinking head and toiling hand Are the masters of the land. When a thought becomes a thing, Busy hands make hammers ring Until honest work has wrought Into shape the thinker's thought; Which will aid to civilize, And make nations great and wise, Lifting to a lofty height In this age of thought and light. Miracles of science show With their light the way to go; Touch a tube of gas, and light Blossoms like the stars of night; Touch another tube, and lo! Streams of crystal waters flow; Touch a telegraphic wire, And your thought has wings of fire. Hail to honest hearts and hands, And to the head that understands; Hands that dare to truth subscribe, Hands that never touched a bribe; Hearts that hate a deed unjust, Hearts that other hearts can trust; Heads that plan for others' weal, Heads poised over hearts that feel. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OF DISTRESS BEING HUMILIATED BY THE CLASSICAL CHINESE POETS by HAYDEN CARRUTH LIMERICK by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD HERO AND LEANDER by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE GEORGE WASHINGTON by LAURA REW BIXBY A FARM NEAR ZILLEBEKE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN WILL O' THE WISP by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TAKE YOUR CHOICE: NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY WOULD SPEAK ... THIS MANNER by BERTON BRALEY |