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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Credits
- Writers
- D.H. Lawrence