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92 Where the mine is without fear and the head is held high; where knowledge is free; where the world has not been by narrow domestic walls; where words come out from the depth of truth; Where sleepless striving stretches in strenuous towards perfection; where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the desert sand of dead habit, and where the mind is led forward by thee into {{MD|{{illegible}} everwidening thought and action — there waken up my country into that heaven of freedom, my father! {{nop}} {{left|73}}