My day and age, inspiring time of ours,
You are my base, the mentor of my heart.
A shoot am I, amid your orchard's flowers,
You hymn to Earth, of which I am a part.

Miraculous you are, this age of ours.
For me a life of wonders you create.
Your might defeated my own lack of powers –
You lent me force to grow and strength to wait.

You shook the universe, O, age of ours,
And gave new freedom vast, luxuriant growth.
When hist'ry heard your call, O, age of ours,
It woke to brighter days and shook off sloth.

You are a teacher, yet a child, our age,
And every fact upon your mind impressed
You use to raise your knowledge one more stage,
Enriching for the future Man's bequest.

My day and age, in skies you have proclaimed
Our country's triumph, glory she has earned,
And Master of the Cosmos you are named,
Because Earth's gravitation you have spurned.

You made your bow to Womanhood, our age.
We sing her praises, honour to her render –
Mankind is only truly fine and free
Where woman walks in freedom and in splendour.

With you, my age, I'm mighty, this I know,
There's nothing that I cannot do, and yet
I feel remorse, so much to you I owe,
Tho' life's true meaning lies within that debt.

1972