Ah, it is not all playtime! I hope our young scholar here does not overwork himself at his Latin, at his classics, as I did, so that at the age of eight years I was compelled to wear glasses.

He must be careful not to strain the little eyes at his scholar's tasks, not to let the little shoulders grow round over his scholar's desk.

Youth is golden; we should keep it golden, bright, glistening.

Youth should frolic, should be sprightly; it should play its cricket, its tennis, its hand-ball.

It should run and leap; it should laugh, should sing madrigals and glees, carol with the lark, ring out in chanties, folk-songs, ballads, roundelays----" He talked on.