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Students now arrive at the university ignorant and cynical about our political heritage, lacking the wherewithal to be either inspired read more
Students now arrive at the university ignorant and cynical about our political heritage, lacking the wherewithal to be either inspired by it or seriously critical of it
 And with unwearied fingers drawing out
 The lines of life, from living knowledge hid.  
 And with unwearied fingers drawing out
 The lines of life, from living knowledge hid. 
Don't try to fix the students, fix ourselves first. The good teacher makes the poor student good and the good read more
Don't try to fix the students, fix ourselves first. The good teacher makes the poor student good and the good student superior. When our students fail, we, as teachers, too, have failed.
A student never forgets an encouraging private word, when it is given with sincere respect and admiration.
A student never forgets an encouraging private word, when it is given with sincere respect and admiration.
 Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
 And shining morning face, creeping like snail
  Unwillingly to school.  
 Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
 And shining morning face, creeping like snail
  Unwillingly to school. 
 Ah, pensive scholar, what is fame?
 A fitful tongue of leaping flame;
  A giddy whirlwind's fickle gust,
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 Ah, pensive scholar, what is fame?
 A fitful tongue of leaping flame;
  A giddy whirlwind's fickle gust,
   That lifts a pinch of mortal dust;
    A few swift years, and who can show
     Which dust was Bill, and which was Joe? 
Responsibility for learning belongs to the student, regardless of age
Responsibility for learning belongs to the student, regardless of age
 Experience is the best of schoolmasters, only the school-fees are 
heavy.  
 Experience is the best of schoolmasters, only the school-fees are 
heavy. 
 Where should the scholar live? In solitude, or in society? in 
the green stillness of the country, where he read more 
 Where should the scholar live? In solitude, or in society? in 
the green stillness of the country, where he can hear the heart 
of Nature beat, or in the dark, gray town where he can hear and 
feel the throbbing heart of man?