I pay the schoolmaster, but 'tis the schoolboys that educate my son.

Earth laughs in flowers to see her boastful boys Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs; Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet Clear of the grave

I pay the schoolmaster but 'tis the schoolboys who educate my son

What a great start to the season. We fell a little short of our goal of 330, but the boys played real well in tough conditions and shot our best score in three years.

If I know your sect, I anticipate your argument

What we seek we shall find; what we flee from flees from us.