Poem - Heaven of Freedom

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 its 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 led forward by thee into ever-widening
thought and action –
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.

Glossary:

Held /held/ - kept
fragments /’fr{agm@nts/ - pieces
domestic /d@U’mestIk/ - internal
tireless /’taI@lIs/ - determined
striving /’stretSIz/ - trying hard
stretches /stretSIz - extends
perfection /p@’fekSn/ - excellence
dreary /’dr@nrI/ - dull