Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on leather-skinned wings; Moonward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of moon-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High in the moonlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager wings 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 wing, and touched the face of God.
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Date: 2009-03-18 10:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-19 12:17 am (UTC)*** Ponder
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Date: 2009-03-19 01:24 am (UTC)And danced the skies on leather-skinned wings;
Moonward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of moon-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the moonlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager wings 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 wing, and touched the face of God.
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Date: 2009-03-19 11:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-19 09:46 am (UTC)