THE LORDS OF LABOR.

Tuapeka Times, Volume V, Issue 247, 24 October 1872, Page 9

THE LORDS OF LABOR.

They come, they come, in » glomtoiwiiniMtjh, You can hear their steam-steed* nfeifch A* they plunge through Skill's triumph*l'areh, Or plunge 'mid the dancing spray. Their bale-fires blaze in the mighty forge, Their life-pulse throb* in the mill ; Their lightnings shiver the gaping gorge, And their thunders shake the hill. Ho ! these are the Titans of toil and trade, The heroes who wield no sabre ; But mightier conquests reapeth the blade That is borne by the Lords of Labor. Brave heartjL like jewels, light the sod, Throtogtrthd-mists of commerce shine ; Ann" souls flash out. like the stars of God, From the midnight of the mine. No palace is theirs, no castle great, No princely-pillared hall ; But they may well laugh at the roofs of state 'Neath the heaven which is over all. Ho ! these are the Titans of toil and trade, The heroes who wield no sabre : But mightier conquests rcapetb the blade Which is borne by the Lords of Labor. ■ Each bares his arm for the ringing strife That marshals the sons of the soil : And the sweat-drops shed in the battle of life

Are gems in the crown of toil. And better their well-won wreaths, I trow,

Than laurels with life-blood wet ! And nobler the arch of a bare, bold brow,

Than the clasp of a coronet. * Then hurrah for each hero, although his deed

Be unknown by the trump or tabor , For holier, happier far the meed That crowneth the Lords of Labor.