Classic Poem

Oh , we've yoked the slumbering earth to our will,
And we've fettered the seas and the skies;
And the lightning flash we have bound in chains,
Thrall to our might and slave to our brains;
Up through the ages we've struggled until
This is our guerdon and prize.

For this is the dream that Franklin dreamed
As he worked on his silken kite.
And this is the vision that spurred them on,
Morse and Bell and Edison.
These are the voices Marconi heard
As he studied and toiled through the night:

XYQ. Mr. Glutz will talk at 6 on The Making of Glue.
Bedtimes Stories, at 7 P.M. , by Little Miss Sophie McCue.
Our Flag and Our Country, at 8:15, by the Reverend A. Barnet.
An Hour of Jazz, at 9 P.M. , by the XYQ Quartet.