English poem
Iii
“Are ye puffed with the pride of learning? Are ye pleased with the praise of fools? Have your minds grown cramped and narrow With the lore that ye learned in schools? Has your knowledge made you slothful, And your culture made you vain, That ye think to gain without labor What another must toil to gain?
Then are your years here wasted As pearls that are cast to swine! Then are ye servants of servants, And no true sons of mine! For they who began behind you Shall pass you in the race; And untaught men shall shame you In the open market-place!