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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Stone-Cutter
By Elisabeth, Queen of Roumania (Carmen Sylva) (1843–1916)
 
From ‘Songs of Toil’: Translation of John Eliot Bowen

WE hammer, hammer, hammer on and on,
Day out, day in, throughout the year,
In blazing heat and tempests drear;
God’s house we slowly heavenward rear—
        We’ll never see it done!        5
 
We hammer, hammer, hammer, might and main.
The sun torments, the rain-drops prick,
Our eyes grow blind with dust so thick;
Our name in dust, too, fadeth quick—
        No glory and no gain!        10
 
We hammer, hammer, hammer ever on.
O blessed God on Heaven’s throne,
Dost thou take a care of every stone
And leave the toiling poor alone,
        Whom no one looks upon?        15
 
 
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