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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408950" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Uncultured Rhymer To His Cultured Critics</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fight through ignorance, want, and care —<br>Through the griefs that crush the spirit;<br>Push your way to a fortune fair,<br>And the smiles of the world you’ll merit.<br>Long, as a boy, for the chance to learn —<br>For the chance that Fate denies you;<br>Win degrees where the Life-lights burn,<br>And scores will teach and advise you. <br>My cultured friends! you have come too late<br>With your bypath nicely graded;<br>I’ve fought thus far on my track of Fate,<br>And I’ll follow the rest unaided.<br>Must I be stopped by a college gate<br>On the track of Life encroaching?<br>Be dumb to Love, and be dumb to Hate,<br>For the lack of a college coaching? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You grope for Truth in a language dead —<br>In the dust ’neath tower and steeple!<br>What know you of the tracks we tread?<br>And what know you of our people?<br>‘I must read this, and that, and the rest,’<br>And write as the cult expects me? —<br>I’ll read the book that may please me best,<br>And write as my heart directs me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were quick to pick on a faulty line<br>That I strove to put my soul in:<br>Your eyes were keen for a ‘dash’ of mine<br>In the place of a semi-colon —<br>And blind to the rest. And is it for such<br>As you I must brook restriction?<br>‘I was taught too little?’ I learnt too much<br>To care for a pedant’s diction! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Must I turn aside from my destined way<br>For a task your Joss would find me?<br>I come with strength of the living day,<br>And with half the world behind me;<br>I leave you alone in your cultured halls<br>To drivel and croak and cavil:<br>Till your voice goes further than college walls,<br>Keep out of the tracks we travel!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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Through the griefs that crush the spirit;
Push your way to a fortune fair,
And the smiles of the world you’ll merit.
Long, as a boy, for the chance to learn —
For the chance that Fate denies you;
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