And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said "Learn to think for yourselves." Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true That All is not Gold that Glitters, That Two and Two make Four ‘Cos the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more. As it was in the beginning, it will be till the end of Man There are only four things certain since Social Progress began. That the Dog returns to his Vomit, That the Sau returns to her Mire, That the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire; And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins, As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
