Tagore

Where the mind is without fear, and the heart is held high, Where the world is not broken into fragments by narrow domestic walls, Where the words came out from the depths of truth, Where tireless striving stretches out its arms towards perfection; Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert of dead habits, Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever widening thought and action, Into that heaven of freedom, My father, let my country awake. R. Tagore