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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bone and Sinew and Brain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">YE white-maned waves of the Western Sea, <br>That ride and roll to the strand, <br>Ye strong-winged birds, never forced a-lee <br>By the gales that sweep toward land, <br>Ye are symbols of death, and of hope that saves, <br>As ye swoop in your strength and grace, <br>As ye roll to the land like the billowed graves <br>Of a past and puerile race. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cry, 'Presto, change!' and the lout is lord,<br>With his vulgar blood turned blue; <br>Go dub your knight with a slap of a sword, <br>As the kings in Europe do; <br>Go grade the lines of your social mode <br>As you grade the palace wall,— <br>The people forever to bear the load, <br>And the gilded vanes o'er all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the human blocks will not lie as still<br>As the dull foundation stones, <br>But will rise, like a sea, with an awful will, <br>And ingulf the golden thrones; <br>For the days are gone when a special race <br>Took the place of the gilded vane; <br>And the merit that mounts to the highest place <br>Must have bone and sinew and brain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let the cant of ' the march of mind ' be heard,<br>Of the time to come, when man <br>Shall lose the mark of his brawn and beard <br>In the future's leveling plan: <br>'Tis the dream of a mind effeminate, <br>The whine for an easy crown; <br>There is no meed for the good and great <br>In the weakling's leveling down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A nation's boast is a nation's bone,<br>As well as its might of mind; <br>And the culture of either of these alone <br>Is the doom of a nation signed. <br>But the cant of the ultra-suasion school <br>Unsinews the hand and thigh, <br>And preaches the creed of the weak to rule, <br>And the strong to struggle and die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our schools are spurred to the fatal race,<br>As if health were the nation's sin, <br>Till the head grows large, and the vampire face <br>Is gorged on the limbs so thin. <br>Our women have entered the abstract fields, <br>And avaunt with the child and home: <br>While the rind of science a pleasure yields <br>Shall they care for the lives to come? <br>And they ape the manners of manly times<br>In their sterile and worthless life, <br>Till the man of the future augments his crimes<br>With a raid for a Sabine wife.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ho, white-maned waves of the Western Sea,<br>That ride and roll to the strand! <br>Ho, strong-winged birds, never blown a-lee <br>By the gales that sweep toward land! <br>Ye are symbols both of a hope that saves, <br>As ye swoop in your strength and grace, <br>As ye roll to the land like the billowed graves <br>Of a suicidal race. <br>Ye have hoarded your strength in equal parts; <br>For the men of the future reign <br>Must have faithful souls and kindly hearts, <br>And bone and sinew and brain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a><div class=q>
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That ride and roll to the strand, 
Ye strong-winged birds, never forced a-lee 
By the gales that sweep toward land, 
Ye are symbols of death, and of hope that saves, 
As ye swoop in your strength and grace..."></div>
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