Mind, mind alone,

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Mind, mind alone, Is light, and hope, and life,
and power! Earths deepest night, from this
blessd hour, The night of minds, is gone! The
Press! all lands shall sing The Press, The
Press we bring, All lands to bless Oh, pallid
want! oh, labor stark! Behold, we bring the
second ark! The Press! The Press! The Press!
Ebenezer Elliott The Press, Poetical Works
(1844), I, 122 Quoted in Richard Altick The
English Common Reader . University of Chicago
Press, 1957 (Midway Reprint 1983, p.130.)