Just re-read High Flight by John Magee again today. What's the chance I can
hitch a ride in a fast jet sometime? Visiting dignitary stuff, y'know? ;-)
"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."
'Flung my eager craft through footless halls of air ...' Good lord, where does
that stuff come from?
--Bob
> On Aug 27, 2016, at 5:07 PM, ChrisB <ftog@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>
> For today, Bob, definitely.
>
> Thanks
>
> Chris
>
>> On 27 Aug 16, at 17:21, Bob Whitmire <fujixbob@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>>
>> Doom indeed. Staying on the ground, are you? <g>
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