Carpenter . ain and head and hands uphold the , Conqueror! Awake! the daw^n Of thy day comes apace, and hurledInto the limbo of the past Will be thy wrongs, if thy strong handsBut pull together and hold fast Each right w^hen gained. But thy demandsBacked by thy manhoods might must be; Thou canst not win with half thy ! Unite! Then, like the sea. Thou art resistless. Lo! the hourIs ripe. The hands of Time and Fate Point to the daw^n; and from its sleepOf ages, heavy-eyed and late. But not too late its tryst to keep—Great Labor wakes, and, w^ith w^ide eyes Of won

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Carpenter . ain and head and hands uphold the , Conqueror! Awake! the daw^n Of thy day comes apace, and hurledInto the limbo of the past Will be thy wrongs, if thy strong handsBut pull together and hold fast Each right w^hen gained. But thy demandsBacked by thy manhoods might must be; Thou canst not win with half thy ! Unite! Then, like the sea. Thou art resistless. Lo! the hourIs ripe. The hands of Time and Fate Point to the daw^n; and from its sleepOf ages, heavy-eyed and late. But not too late its tryst to keep—Great Labor wakes, and, w^ith w^ide eyes Of wonder, sees his giant his force to realize: And, looking on the pigmy swarmWhich fattens on him, and with chains Of golden tissue binds his braw^nAnd its colossal strength restrains, Laughs, half in rage and half in scorn;And, breaking, one by one the bands Of minted gold his own hand triumphant, proudly stands Upon the World his toil hath boughtAnd paid for many times in coin. wimw. Tha Carpenter THE NEW ORDER COMETH. (By John B. Powell.)

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