"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire."
"The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round, Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound, Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam, Our arms are waving, our lips are apart."
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Source: William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.43, Wordsworth Editions
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