Remember that movie Dead Poets Society?
Remember that old musty book that the original DPS used and that somehow got mysteriously passed down to the new crop of DPSers?
Well, I’ve got a book kind of like that one. I got it from my ninth-grade English teacher long after after I graduated and he retired.
Anyway, I was reading through its fragile pages and came across this poem from Thomas Lovell Beddoes. These words have been running through my mind and heart since Saturday…
If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell;
Some a light sigh,
That shakes from Life’s fresh crown
Only a rose-leaf down.
If there were dreams to sell,
Merry and sad to tell,
And the crier rang the bell,
What would you buy?
