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HON. NORMAN H. FAY OF DEXTER. | HON. NORMAN H. FAY OF DEXTER. | ||
− | + | THE man who creates, from the crude idea, the machine that will do his will; | |
+ | Who stands ready, at hand, to put into form, any device that was ever born; | ||
+ | And set it at work, in the aid of men, to battle the primal curse again; | ||
+ | To fashion the tool in its kindred parts, that, like the hand of man, will ply the arts | ||
+ | Or cause from the inventor's subtle brain, the dream of years to live again;— | ||
+ | Such men perforce, from their very selves, their missions large fulfil. | ||
− | + | The man who receives, from his fellow-men, the reward that his works decree; | |
− | + | Who stands ready at hand as friend Fay has done, to serve to his best till the battle's done; | |
− | + | Who in business affairs or Board of Trade, or in legislative halls, has made | |
− | + | A record that fits to his record there, where the tool cuts true to the shade of a hair | |
− | + | And a life is lived that is full in line, with the Maker's drawing and design:— | |
− | + | Such men, whose honors are justly won, need surely no word from me. | |
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Latest revision as of 19:17, 30 May 2017
HON. NORMAN H. FAY OF DEXTER.
THE man who creates, from the crude idea, the machine that will do his will; Who stands ready, at hand, to put into form, any device that was ever born; And set it at work, in the aid of men, to battle the primal curse again; To fashion the tool in its kindred parts, that, like the hand of man, will ply the arts Or cause from the inventor's subtle brain, the dream of years to live again;— Such men perforce, from their very selves, their missions large fulfil.
The man who receives, from his fellow-men, the reward that his works decree; Who stands ready at hand as friend Fay has done, to serve to his best till the battle's done; Who in business affairs or Board of Trade, or in legislative halls, has made A record that fits to his record there, where the tool cuts true to the shade of a hair And a life is lived that is full in line, with the Maker's drawing and design:— Such men, whose honors are justly won, need surely no word from me.