-John Ruskin
Another poem from Two Hundred Poems for Teachers of Industrial Arts Education Compiled by William L. Hunter, 1933...
The Potter
The potter stood at his daily work,Those who work not, know nothing of the energy it instills, nor the strength nor wisdom one derives from it.
One patient foot on the ground;
The other with never slackening speed
Turning his swift wheel around.
Silent we stood beside him there,
Watching the restless knee,
'Til my friend said low, in pitying voice,
"How tired his foot must be!"
The potter never paused in his work,
Shaping the wondrous thing;
'Twas only a common flower pot,
But perfect in fashioning.
Slowly he raised this patient eyes,
With homely truth inspired;
"No, Marm, it isn't the foot that works,
The one that stands gets tired!"
-- Author unknown
Wonderful! Thank you for this and for all your wisdom.
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I love this! Thank you!
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