It’s a beautiful poem, and apparently he wrote it after an early trip in a
Spitfire.
I don’t think that you’d enjoy a fast jet nearly as much, Bob :-)
Chris
> On 28 Aug 16, at 00:11, Bob Whitmire <fujixbob@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>
> 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?
>
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