He who swings a mighty hammer,
He who reaps a field of corn,
He who breaks the marshy meadow
To provide for wife, for children,
He who rows against the current,
He who weary at the loom
Weaves with wool and tow and flax
That his fair-haired young may flourish.
Honour that man, praise the worker!
Honour every callous hand!
Honour every drop of sweat
That is shed in mill and foundry!
Honour every dripping forehead
At the plough. And let that man
Who with mind and spirit's labour
Hungering ploughs be not forgotten.
You updated! *dances*
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