The childhood of today is the manhood of tomorrow
Me this uncharted freedom tires; I feel the weight of chance desires, My hopes no more must change their name, I long for a repose that ever is the same.
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
And through the heat of conflict keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.
The education of circumstances is superior to that of tuition.