Primacy Of Mind poem – Alfred Austin

Above the glow of molten steel,

The roar of furnace, forge, and shed,

Protectress of the City’s weal,

Now, Learning rears her loftier head;

That Progress may at length descry

It lacks the clue to guide aright,

And, conscious of its blindness, cry

Unto the Muse, “More light! More light!”

That Wealth may fitly yield the throne

To Letters, Science, artist-skill,

And Matter, willing subject, own

Mind must be lord and master still.