I AM THE PRINTING PRESS
I AM the printing press, born of mother earth. My heart is of steel, my limbs are of iron, and my fingers are of brass. I SING the songs of the world, the oratories of history, the symphonies of all time. I AM the voice of to-day, the herald of tomorrow. I weave into the warp of the past the woof of the future. I tell the stories of peace and war alike. I MAKE the human heart beat with passion or tenderness. I stir the pulse of nations, and make brave men do better deeds, and soldiers die. I AM the laughter and tears of the world, and I shall never die until all things return to the immutable dust. I AM the printing press. —ROBERT H. DAVIS
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Greymouth Evening Star, 19 June 1940, Page 15
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134I AM THE PRINTING PRESS Greymouth Evening Star, 19 June 1940, Page 15
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