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 in 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 let forward by thee into
Ever-widening thought and action-
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father,
Let my country awake.
RABINDRANATH TAGORE
Striving : struggling
Dreary : sad
