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- : "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 even 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." (en)
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