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Poem
October 18, 1850
The Liberator
Boston, Suffolk County, Massachusetts
What is this article about?
Ode by Epes Sargent praising the heroism of labor and mechanics over soldiers, sung at the Massachusetts Charitable Mechanic Association celebration on the 19th ult., emphasizing moral value in craftsmanship and intellectual pursuits.
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WAR AND LABOR.
The following ode, written for the occasion by Epes Sargent, was sung to an appropriate tune by the choir, at the celebration of the Massachusetts Charitable Mechanic Association, on the 19th ult.
The camp has had its day of song;
The sword; the bayonet, the plume,
Have crowded out of rhyme too long
The plough, the anvil, and the loom!
O, not upon our tented fields
Are Freedom's heroes bred alone;
The training of the workshop yields
More heroes true than War has known
Who drives the bolt, who shapes the steel
May, with a heart as valiant, smite,
As he who sees a foeman reel
In blood before his blow of might!
The skill, that conquers space and time,
That graces life, that lightens toil,
May spring from courage more sublime
Than that which makes a realm its spoil.
Let Labor, then, look up and see
His craft no pith of honor lacks;
The soldier's rifle yet shall be
Less honored than the woodman's axe!
Let Art his own appointment prize,
Nor deem that gold or outward height
Can compensate the worth, that lies
In tastes that breed their own delight.
And may the time draw nearer still,
When men this sacred truth shall heed,
That from the thought and from the will
Must all that raises man proceed!
Though Pride should hold our calling low,
For us shall duty make it good;
And we from truth to truth shall go,
Till life and death are understood.
The following ode, written for the occasion by Epes Sargent, was sung to an appropriate tune by the choir, at the celebration of the Massachusetts Charitable Mechanic Association, on the 19th ult.
The camp has had its day of song;
The sword; the bayonet, the plume,
Have crowded out of rhyme too long
The plough, the anvil, and the loom!
O, not upon our tented fields
Are Freedom's heroes bred alone;
The training of the workshop yields
More heroes true than War has known
Who drives the bolt, who shapes the steel
May, with a heart as valiant, smite,
As he who sees a foeman reel
In blood before his blow of might!
The skill, that conquers space and time,
That graces life, that lightens toil,
May spring from courage more sublime
Than that which makes a realm its spoil.
Let Labor, then, look up and see
His craft no pith of honor lacks;
The soldier's rifle yet shall be
Less honored than the woodman's axe!
Let Art his own appointment prize,
Nor deem that gold or outward height
Can compensate the worth, that lies
In tastes that breed their own delight.
And may the time draw nearer still,
When men this sacred truth shall heed,
That from the thought and from the will
Must all that raises man proceed!
Though Pride should hold our calling low,
For us shall duty make it good;
And we from truth to truth shall go,
Till life and death are understood.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
Song
What themes does it cover?
War Military
Moral Virtue
Liberty Independence
What keywords are associated?
War And Labor
Epes Sargent
Mechanic Association
Honoring Labor
Freedom Heroes
Workshop Training
Moral Courage
What entities or persons were involved?
Epes Sargent
Poem Details
Title
War And Labor.
Author
Epes Sargent
Subject
Celebration Of The Massachusetts Charitable Mechanic Association
Key Lines
The Camp Has Had Its Day Of Song;
The Sword; The Bayonet, The Plume,
Have Crowded Out Of Rhyme Too Long
The Plough, The Anvil, And The Loom!
The Soldier's Rifle Yet Shall Be
Less Honored Than The Woodman's Axe!
O, Not Upon Our Tented Fields
Are Freedom's Heroes Bred Alone;
The Training Of The Workshop Yields
More Heroes True Than War Has Known