Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
AND DANCED THE SKIES ON LAUGHTER-SILVERED WINGS
Sun-ward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
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
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I'VE TOPPED THE WINDSWEPT HEIGHTS WITH EASY GRACE,
Where never lark nor 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.
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