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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393060" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Knowledge</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THEY were islanders, our fathers were,<br> And they watched the encircling seas,<br>And their hearts drank in the ceaseless stir,<br> And the freedom of the breeze;<br>Till they chafed at their narrow bounds<br>5<br> And longed for the sweep of the main,<br>And they fretted and fumed like hounds<br> Held in within sight of the plain,<br>  And the play<br>  And the prey.<br>10</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So they built them ships of wood, and sailed<br> To many an unknown coast;<br>They braved the storm and battles hailed,<br> And danger they loved most;<br>Till the tiny ships of wood<br>15<br> Grew powerful on the globe<br>And the new-found lands for good<br> They wrapped in a wondrous robe<br>  Of bold design,<br>  Our brave ensign.<br>20</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And islanders yet in a way are we,<br> Our knowledge is still confined,<br>And we hear the roar of encircling sea,<br> To be crossed in the ship of the mind;<br>And we dream of lands afar,<br>25<br> Unknown, unconquered yet,<br>And we chafe at the bounds there are,<br> And our spirits fume and fret <br>  For the prize<br>  Of the wise.<br>30</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But we'll never do aught, I know, unless<br> We are brave as our sires of old,<br>And face like them the bitterness<br> Of the battle and storm and cold;<br>Unless we boldly stand,<br>35<br> When men would hold us back,<br>With the helm-board in our hand,<br> And our eyes to the shining track<br>  Of what may be<br>  Beyond the sea.<br>40</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are rocks out there in that wide, wide sea,<br> 'Neath many a darkling stream,<br>And souls that once sailed out bold and free<br> Have been carried away in a dream;<br>For they never came back again—<br>45<br> On the deep the ships were lost;<br>But in spite of the danger and pain,<br> The ocean has still to be crossed,<br>  And only they do<br>  Who are brave and true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frederick+George+Scott">Frederick George Scott</a><div class=q>
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