"Cherish your work; take profit in the task: Doing's the one reward a Man dare ask. The Wood confides its secrets to the plane; The dovetail fits, and reconfirms the grain. The white-hot writhing Steel is tonged and plunged, A-sizzle, into Form, all flecks expunged. The Linotyper leans above his keys, And feathers down a ton of journalese; Engraver and Apprentice, in their room Of acid baths and pyhotophobic gloom, Transform to metal dots ten shades of gray, And herald Everyman's beginning day". --from Midpoint, John Updike |
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