Classic Poem

To pass through villages, and catch the hum
Forth bursting from some antiquated school,
Endow'd long since by some old knight, whose tomb
Stood in the church just by; to mark the dool
Of light-hair'd lads that inly rued their doom,
Prison'd in that old place, that with the tool,
Stick-knife or nail, of many a sly offender,
Was carved and figured over, wall, and desk, and window;