He dons his plate-mail, sword and mounts his steed;
Towards battle rides with grim-set eyes ablaze.
‘Tis time for learning to commence, yet not
Without the pain of blood lost to the grail.
How much pain in learning’s name imposed
(By saboteurs of self-protection’s kind)
Before those learned things fall short
And never can quite pacify the hell
Of life in educated misery.
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