I Am Never Indifferent, And

Spake Full Well, In Language Quaint And Olden, One Who Dwelleth By The Castled Rhine, When He Called The Flowers, So Blue And Golden, Stars, That In Earth's Firmament Do Shine.

O Lovely Eyes Of Azure, Clear As The Waters Of A Brook That Run Limpid And Laughing In The Summer Sun!

I Will Be A Man Among Men; And No Longer A Dreamer Among Shadows.

This Is The Place. Stand Still, My Steed,- Let Me Review The Scene, And Summon From The Shadowy Past The Forms That Once Have Been.

Your Education Begins Where What Is Called Your Education Is Over. Your Fate Is But The Common Lot Of All.