Afternoon in School - The Last Lesson
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 thet hate to hunt,
I can haul them and urge them no more.
No more I can 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 more than any thrall
Upon the woodstacks working wearidly.
And shall I take
The last dear fuel and heap it on my soul
Till I rouse my will like a fire to consume
Their dross of indiference, 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.- David Herbert Lawrence
________________________________________We all must have had experiences like this! Am I right? 😉😉😉
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