Leslie Fish - The Hymn to Breaking Strain [HQ]

The Undertaker's Horse track 05. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
The careful text-books measure
(Let all who build beware!)
The load, the shock, the pressure
Material can bear.
So, when the buckled girder
Lets down the grinding span,
The blame of loss, or murder,
Is laid upon the man.
Not on the Steel-the Man!
But in our daily dealing
With stone and steel, we find
The Gods have no such feeling
Of justice toward mankind.
To no set gauge they make us-
For no laid course prepare-
And in time they overtake us
With loads we cannot bear-
Too merciless to bear.
The prudent text-books give it
In tables at the end:
The stress that shears a rivet
Or makes a tie-bar bend-
What traffic wrecks macadam-
What concrete should endure-
But we, poor Sons of Adam,
Have no such literature,
To warn us or make sure!
We hold all Earth to plunder-
All Time and Space as well-
Too wonder-stale to wonder
At each new miracle;
Till, in the mid-illusion
Of Godhead 'neath our hand,
Falls multiple confusion
On all we did or planned-
The mighty works we planned.
We only in Creation
(How much luckier the bridge and rail!)
Abide the twin damnation-
To fail and know we fail.
Yet we-by which sole token
We know we once were Gods-
Take shame in being broken
However great the odds-
The Burden or the Odds.
Oh, veiled and secret Power
Whose paths we seek in vain,
Be with us in our hour
Of overthrow and pain;
That we-by which sure token
We know Thy ways are true-
In spite of being broken,
Or because of being broken,
May rise up and build anew-
Stand up and build anew.

[@Spaceman33393]

I always loved this song, especially now as an engineering student.

[@manauser362]

How the F was Rudyard Kipling writing things that sound like space ballads nearly 100 years ago?

[@jermainerace4156]

He did with a different educational paradigm, a different value system, and a different work ethic.

[@emsilly741]

they've had engineering for a long time

[@TheKhopesh]

Lyrics:
The careful text-books measure
(Let all who build beware!)
The load, the shock, the pressure
Material can bear.
So, when the buckled girder
Lets down the grinding span,
'The blame of loss, or murder,
Is laid upon the man.
Not on the Steel-the Man!
But in our daily dealing
With stone and steel, we find
The Gods have no such feeling
Of justice toward mankind.
To no set gauge they make us-
For no laid course prepare-
And in time o'ertake us
With loads we cannot bear:
Too merciless to bear.
The prudent text-books give it
In tables at the end
'The stress that shears a rivet
Or makes a tie-bar bend-
'What traffic wrecks macadam-
What concrete should endure-
but we, poor Sons of Adam
Have no such literature,
To warn us or make sure!
We hold all Earth to plunder.
All Time and Space as well.
Too wonder-stale to wonder
At each new miracle;
Till, in the mid-illusion
Of Godhood 'neath our hand,
Falls multiple confusion
On all we did or planned-
The mighty works we planned.
We only of Creation
(0h, luckier bridge and rail)
Abide the twin damnation-
To fail and know we fail.
Yet we - by which sole token
We know we once were Gods-
Take shame in being broken
However great the odds-
The burden o'er the odds.
Oh, veiled and secret Power
Whose paths we seek in vain,
Be with us in our hour
Of overthrow and pain;
That we - by which sure token
We know Thy ways are true-
In spite of being broken,
Because of being broken
May rise and build anew
Stand up and build anew.

[@SongsfromtheStars]

Thank you, however, the lyrics are in the description.

[@kiralycsavo0]

That was absolutely beautiful, thanks for sharing

[@d.b.624]

I always think of Tony Stark when I hear this.

[@michalsoukup1021]

The mechanic indeed.

[@flinko99]

Rich idiots actually aren't usually held responsible for the people they murder.