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<blockquote data-quote="over9five" data-source="post: 336589" data-attributes="member: 1401"><p>Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth</p><p>And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;</p><p>Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth</p><p>Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things</p><p>You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung</p><p>High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,</p><p>I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung</p><p>My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .</p><p></p><p>Up, up the long, delirious burning blue</p><p>I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace</p><p>Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —</p><p>And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod</p><p>The high untrespassed sanctity of space,</p><p>Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.</p><p></p><p>— John Gillespie Magee, Jr</p><p></p><p></p><p>I don't know.... this thread made me think of this.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="over9five, post: 336589, member: 1401"] Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . . Up, up the long, delirious burning blue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or ever eagle flew — And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. — John Gillespie Magee, Jr I don't know.... this thread made me think of this. [/QUOTE]
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