Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I鈥檝e climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, 鈥� and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of鈥攚heeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov鈥檙ing there,
I鈥檝e chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I鈥檝e topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew鈥�
And, while with silent lifting mind I鈥檝e trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
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