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Fast in its prison-walls of earth,

Awaits the mold of bakèd clay.

Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth—

THE BELL that shall be born today!

Who would honor obtain,

With the sweat and the pain,

The praise that Man gives to the Master must buy!—

But the blessing withal must descend from on high!

And well an earnest word beseems

The work the earnest hand prepares;

Its load more light the labor deems,

When sweet discourse the labor shares.

So let us ponder—nor in vain—

What strength can work when labor wills;

For who would not the fool disdain

Who ne'er designs what he fulfils?

And well it stamps our Human Race,

And hence the gift To UNDERSTAND,

That Man within the heart should trace

Whate'er he fashions with the hand.