Hands and Minds
The mining grub, that waits for wings,
Pays for its lodging in the sod;
And the arm'd fly, that robs and stings,
Hath work to do for man and God:
Earth knows no wholly useless things,
Save empty splendor and pretence:
Then, honour ye her throneless Kings,
Ye Powers, whom no slaves reverence!
Honour the dynasty of hands;
Revere the dynasty of minds!
For (save the wild growth of all lands,)
All the vast World of Work and Skill,
All that enquiring wisdom finds,
Exists in human thought and will.
Pays for its lodging in the sod;
And the arm'd fly, that robs and stings,
Hath work to do for man and God:
Earth knows no wholly useless things,
Save empty splendor and pretence:
Then, honour ye her throneless Kings,
Ye Powers, whom no slaves reverence!
Honour the dynasty of hands;
Revere the dynasty of minds!
For (save the wild growth of all lands,)
All the vast World of Work and Skill,
All that enquiring wisdom finds,
Exists in human thought and will.
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