Strength of the maker, serving a distant age,

The poet shaping his dream to a deathless rhyme,

The doctor fighting disease, the chemist, the sage,

Grappling with nature, challenging space and time!

So shall we sing as we labour, till faint hearts hear

And turn from their sorrow to listen, to cry at length,

"Lo, we have put away doubt, and cast off fear;

Come, let us fashion the world to the song of our strength!"

THE DESERTED GARDEN