Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high; 
 Where knowledge is free; 
 Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls; 
 Where words come out from the depth of truth; 
 Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection; 
 Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; 
 Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action 
 Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Gitanjali 35
written byAnselm Hollo
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