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...PARADISE LOST: BOOK 4 by JOHN MILTON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 52. WILLOWWOOD (4) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE KITTEN AND THE FALLING LEAVES by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH LAIS' MIRROR by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS CHARACTERS: MARTHA JENNINGS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 5 by RICHARD BARNFIELD FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SLEEPER'S COUNTENANCE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |