the　most　rapid　strides　of　any　nation。　　But　consider　how　little　this
  village　does　for　its　own　culture。　　I　do　not　wish　to　flatter　my
  townsmen；　nor　to　be　flattered　by　them；　for　that　will　not　advance
  either　of　us。　　We　need　to　be　provoked　　goaded　like　oxen；　as　we
  are；　into　a　trot。　　We　have　a　comparatively　decent　system　of　common
  schools；　schools　for　infants　only；　but　excepting　the　half…starved
  Lyceum　in　the　winter；　and　latterly　the　puny　beginning　of　a　library
  suggested　by　the　State；　no　school　for　ourselves。　　We　spend　more　on
  almost　any　article　of　bodily　aliment　or　ailment　than　on　our　mental
  aliment。　　It　is　time　that　we　had　uncommon　schools；　that　we　did　not
  leave　off　our　education　when　we　begin　to　be　men　and　women。　　It　is
  time　that　villages　were　universities；　and　their　elder　inhabitants
  the　fellows　of　universities；　with　leisure　　if　they　are；　indeed；　so
  well　off　　to　pursue　liberal　studies　the　rest　of　their　lives。
  Shall　the　world　be　confined　to　one　Paris　or　one　Oxford　forever？
  Cannot　students　be　boarded　here　and　get　a　liberal　education　under
  the　skies　of　Concord？　　Can　we　not　hire　some　Abelard　to　lecture　to
  us？　　Alas！　what　with　foddering　the　cattle　and　tending　the　store；　we
  are　kept　from　school　too　long；　and　our　education　is　sadly　neglected。
  In　this　country；　the　village　should　in　some　respects　take　the　place
  of　the　nobleman　of　Europe。　　It　should　be　the　patron　of　the　fine
  arts。　　It　is　rich　enough。　　It　wants　only　the　magnanimity　and
  refinement。　　It　can　spend　money　enough　on　such　things　as　farmers　and
  traders　value；　but　it　is　thought　Utopian　to　propose　spending　money
  for　things　which　more　intelligent　men　know　to　be　of　far　more　worth。
  This　town　has　spent　seventeen　thousand　dollars　on　a　town…house；
  thank　fortune　or　politics；　but　probably　it　will　not　spend　so　much　on
  living　wit；　the　true　meat　to　put　into　that　shell；　in　a　hundred
  years。　　The　one　hundred　and　twenty…five　dollars　annually　subscribed
  for　a　Lyceum　in　the　winter　is　better　spent　than　any　other　equal　sum
  raised　in　the　town。　　If　we　live　in　the　Nineteenth　Century；　why
  should　we　not　enjoy　the　advantages　which　the　Nineteenth　Century
  offers？　　Why　should　our　life　be　in　any　respect　provincial？　　If　we
  will　read　newspapers；　why　not　skip　the　gossip　of　Boston　and　take　the
  best　newspaper　in　the　world　at　once？　　not　be　sucking　the　pap　of
  〃neutral　family〃　papers；　or　browsing　〃Olive　Branches〃　here　in　New
  England。　　Let　the　reports　of　all　the　learned　societies　come　to　us；
  and　we　will　see　if　they　know　anything。　　Why　should　we　leave　it　to
  Harper　&　Brothers　and　Redding　&　Co。　to　select　our　reading？　　As　the
  nobleman　of　cultivated　taste　surrounds　himself　with　whatever
  conduces　to　his　culture　　genius　　learning　　wit　　books
  paintings　　statuary　　music　　philosophical　instruments；　and　the
  like；　so　let　the　village　do　　not　stop　short　at　a　pedagogue；　a
  parson；　a　sexton；　a　parish　library；　and　three　selectmen；　because　our
  Pilgrim　forefathers　got　through　a　cold　winter　once　on　a　bleak　rock
  with　these。　　To　act　collectively　is　according　to　the　spirit　of　our
  institutions；　and　I　am　confident　that；　as　our　circumstances　are　more
  flourishing；　our　means　are　greater　than　the　nobleman's。　　New　England
  can　hire　all　the　wise　men　in　the　world　to　come　and　teach　her；　and
  board　them　round　the　while；　and　not　be　provincial　at　all。　　That　is
  the　uncommon　school　we　want。　　Instead　of　noblemen；　let　us　have　noble
  villages　of　men。　　If　it　is　necessary；　omit　one　bridge　over　the
  river；　go　round　a　little　there；　and　throw　one　arch　at　least　over　the
  darker　gulf　of　ignorance　which　surrounds　us。