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tom mcgowan - afternoon in school - the last lesson lyrics

when will the bell ring, and end this weariness?
how long have they tugged the leash, and strained apart
my pack of unruly hounds: i cannot start
them again on a quarry of knowledge they hate to hunt
i can haul them and urge them no more
no more can i endure to bear the brunt
of the books that lie out on the desks: a full three score
of several insults of blotted pages and scrawl
of slovenly work that they have offered me
i am sick, and tired morе than any thrall
upon the woodstacks working weariedly

and shall i takе
the last dear fuel and heap it on my soul
till i rouse my will like a fire to consume
their dross of indifference, and burn the scroll
of their insults in punishment? + i will not!
i will not waste myself to embers for them
not all for them shall the fires of my life be hot
for myself a heap of ashes of weariness, till sleep
shall have raked the embers clear: i will keep
some of my strength for myself, for if i should sell
it all for them, i should hate them +
+ i will sit and wait for the bell

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