IT was the age of iron, Till men built furnaces By many a silent vale, -- 'Tis now the age of steel! The great grey frameworks rise Upwards to lowering skies, The drills and hammers roar: Tunnels sink, low and dull, Earth, sea, and air are full With shapes that leap and soar. It is the age of steel. The curse that was laid on man Put God, too, 'neath its ban, And He is dead thereof: To break the spell of fate; Let mankind toil and hate Quitting the dream of love. It is the age of steel; Let my song, then, be a sword! It cuts to my heart, but it pierces your own as well, Yes, it pierces all hearts from Heaven down to hell. Welcome, the age of steel! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OWEN SEAMAN; ESTABLISHES ENTENE CORDIALE IN MANNER GUY WETMORE CARRYL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE BATTLE-FIELD by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS by ROBERT BURNS THOUGHTS OF PHENA AT NEWS OF HER DEATH by THOMAS HARDY ON SENDING MY SON AS A PRESENT TO DR. SWIFT by MARY BARBER TO MARIE by JOHN BENNETT (1865-1956) THE LAUNCH OF A FIRST-RATE; WRITTEN ON WITNESSING THE SPECTACLE, 1840 by THOMAS CAMPBELL |