High Flight
 

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Oh, I have slippped the surly bonds of earth HIGH
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
FLIGHT
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

Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue

I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or even eagle flew.

And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod

The high untresspassed sanctity of space

Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
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